a poem. by thechronicler. now with surprise ending!
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coffee-house beatnik in all black
man in black hunting aliens with
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May her breath
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warning: package may contain
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This poem is partially parody on the… interesting poetry on such pages as www.poetry.com and partially a parody of a girl in my English class who obsessively eats cough drops (upwards of five an hour). I took inspiration from my friend, Jay, who wrote a persuasive essay urging all students to write to our senators requesting cough drops be outlawed, and from my website, DamagedLemon, which itself is a parody of consumerism. Please don’t take this poem as a serious piece of poetry, because it certainly isn’t.