Last night I had a
Donna kebab.
The police arrested me
this morning.
kebab
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Last night I had a
Donna kebab.
The police arrested me
this morning.
It takes
real guts
to make yourself
the perfect body
Completely rewritten with no basis or reflection at all to the original, 2004-03-18. I would have moved it to the correct folder since it is an entirely new poem sharing only the title, but like, well, I guess I just really couldn't be bothered. Does this face look bothered?