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Smelly Scum Child. (Free verse) by Y2kSlamPoet

[ It appears that this poem was lost in my travel pack. ] [ Unfortunately I found it and just HAD to share it with y'all.] I am prophet disguised as a street urchin deluded ex-yuppie poet cruisin' back alleys & lurchin-- gone stupid & I know it in Portland on heroin & apathetically searchin'. The quintessential joke: A raggedy bearded 'n soiled bum begging for the holy smoke, or at least some change for cheap rum-- Always straight fucking broke. I am the stink moochin off of your soul, taking myself to the brink & fillin up this hole in my vein so I don't have to think-- backin it up with a stiff drink. I am ScumChild, running wild & strange, askin' you for more change-- refusing to, Always.

Y2kSlamPoet 30-Jul-08/8:59 AM
Well your homosexuality and disturbing yearning for my butt-hole has indeed been quite openly expressed. I'm sure now that you really wish you had sodomized me in this fantasy park of yours. All that aside, you, you silly lil faggot, have NOT won, I am sorry (No, joyous) to say. Unless coming out of the closet and expressing your burning desire to be gay love partners with me was your aim, which then in that case, yes Oh scary queer boy, you have horridly succeeded.

Oh, and thanks for providing me with potent ammunition, it makes my job alot easier.

Toodles you silly faggot!




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