Just Townie

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Just Townie



Here He Comes, With Eyes So Blue You Think Hitler Might Of Helped Create Him And A Face So Innocent You See Gods Hand Inthe Process Of Design. He Knows This Is What Makes It Possible Along With Three Degrees. It Must Make A Boy Tired Carrying Such A Big Ego Around Day In, Day Out. Hes Got A Birthright And You, Ha, Whitetrash Bitch, Producing More Kids Earth Doesnt Need, All Your Ever Going To Do Is Sit In Lafayette Wasting Oxygen Of Mine. He Is Going To Cure Disease, And Stop Global Warming, Fuck World Peace. Just A Townie Girl, Recyclable, Ignorant, Jokes, But Not Useless, Oh they Defenitly Can Be Used!

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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