December 30, 2000

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    Ugh!
    the man says: Ugh!
    i say: What?
    he repeats Ugh! Ugh!
    i say: Don't bug
    me.
    but he grabs my leg
    and tugs,
    and tugs.
    so i pull a pistol
    from under my belt.
    and he pulls a knife.
    i shoot the bastard
    square in the head.
    he yells: You raped
    my wife!
    i shoot again.
    he drops to the ground.
    i spit on his nose
    and bite
    into a well-ripe
    artichoke.
    he burps,
    and laughing
    dies.


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