Half a Man
My dog bit off my wiener and had it for a snack.
Now he's digesting it and I'll never get it back.
People tell me to go on with my life but I don't think I can.
How can I go on with my life when I'm only half a man?
(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.)
Copyright © Randy Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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