March 10, 2006 | 0 Minute Read
Could be the sleep deprivation. Could be the crazy gene waking up. Who knows. I decided to modernize an old poem about unlikely poets.
I’m A Poet
I don’t know it
My Feet show it
And they smell like the Dickens…
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