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The First Man

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page after page my penis
writes the lines
on unbalanced white sheets
of the night

You've come along way baby

He sung as he sat
drumming his bone

Old Karl
Old Karl, heh, heh
Old Karl, he got burned - toasted
like that fat cancerous marshmallow man

And as my wife wears the militant pants
suit -tailored by Giuliani
Yeh
You've come along way baby
Home, baby, home


And I've come along way too
all the way from Hogswaller Arkansas
just to be the first man

I'll go home
careful not to stain any suits


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4 Comments
Bill DadaBill Dadaover 16 years ago
^

He may be "Drumming his bone," but he does feel your pain.

LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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A humorous look — a man thinking with his lower brain.

twelveoonetwelveooneover 16 years ago
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methinks - you're right!

Virginia Slims: You've Come A Long Way, Baby.

wildsweetonewildsweetoneover 16 years ago
still soaking it in

again... i need to let this one soak in a little, to gain more. you've erred methinks, 'along' should be 'a long'.

wso

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