Damnations

Dad,
why is the white skin on your capitalist legs
so dry?

Well,
I got older...
Damn,
I knew that would happen
if I continued breathing!

Anyway,
and I also forgot
to apply my cooperative lotion this morning,
and maybe warmly competitive yesterdays...
Damn,
I knew that would happen...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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