Gore-tex Guppy

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    • Michael87024
    • ok, she came home for a "visit", but does that mean she is staying? Not likely....

    Gore-tex Guppy

    Vain as I am, I take what I want.
    Pig-headed, overweight, sloppy joe.
    When opportunity knocks I bite,
    1st in line, never last, don't miss the show.

    Greed is my first, middle and last,
    when I bleed I drip into a cup.
    Cup equipped with straw for recycle,
    stingey as I am, can't miss a drop.

    My look, my clothes they spell success,
    even my shoes squeak when I walk.
    Up, down as well as on people I stalk,
    they will bend to my will, hear me talk.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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