Thumb Poem #18

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Frank Sauce smokes boatload of smokes in a saucier way

"Would you rather Pavement or the world?" He asks us

"Hope," we all could reply

How many times do I have to stand amid art and listen to pandering drivel of pompous asses

Too long it seems

They must feel it's important

They are so silent now
"Souled", he says

Smokers outside smoke the man and his microphone that smotes us

I am reminded of why poetry is a black art

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