Bart Jonas Poet I do not know?

Poordork

Sleeping every day
                                                      the stubble that won't go away
                                                         Dork with geeky sight
                                                      Wants to get more rest this night
                                                        Western winds
                                                        Sh-tting pants
                                                        Filled with sadness
                                                        and no romance
                                                        Butt of a thousand yokes
                                                        Sitting duck amidst life's cruel jokes
                                                        I run away to the bowels,New York
                                                        Hidden from view
                                                        a decrepit poor dork

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