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The shirt I wore to dinner. (Free verse) by Jeremi B. Handrinos
I made my shirt
For dinner tonight
Well, not made,
But it is white
Plain, and v necked.
Pure and cheap
I am going to wear
It to a meeting at
This restaurant.
Another stupid raw
Fish joint.
I'm going to wear
It over a stinky
Thermal long sleeved
Top that I have had on
For days now.
With a pair of
501 blues and vans.
On the front of the
Shirt I wrote
"What are you looking
at motherfucker?"
On the back reads
"If you are reading
this. You are a sorry
Fucking idiot"
On the right sleeve.
"Space for rent"
on the left sleeve,
"Fuck Ozzyâs stupid
Fat retarded pompous ugly
Boring fucking daughter,
And show, but I love
Black Sabbath".
Twenty bucks says
No one will forget
Dinner tonight, or
Be able to swallow
Their chewingâs,
And I believe that It
is about fucking time.
And free food
More flowers
for Algeron.
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