A Bodacious buttblast of snow on Mount Beird

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    A Bodacious buttblast of snow on Mount Beird

    I crashed my car one night,
    while driving on a snowy road,
    up a masonic lodge,
    where elk and bears,
    charm the guests.

    I hated that cabin,
    It was full of braggarts,
    of a Fezeus and a GOD,
    that blocks my calls at night.

    It was the highest point,
    on the peaks,
    and I thought,
    GOD and Zeus
    better fucking answer
    the door.

    I walked to amber opal door,
    I knocked,
    They said, "Oh shit, dude, hide."
    I left a note with a K-bar to post it.
    It said,
    "I.O.U-One Car. Eat shit!!!~GOD"

    Stole his 1999 Jeep Cherokee,
    and left a dog turd for the Good Old Dog,
    He'll think twice,
    when he demands me to
    marry his Bitch Of a Daughter.
    In a beautiful, beautiful shotgun wedding

    ~Zeta

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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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