Friday, September 12, 2014

Pools and Puddles


If you pushed me into a pool
on a whim
so I could learn to swim
I'd forgive you
if you are wondering why
I'm not swimming in glory
it's because
you push me into puddles
asshole
and all it does
is get me dirty
and cranky

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