It's the last six weeks of rent and dead rent notes
"No, officer, I've done nothing wrong"
An ecological disaster fell out the shower stall
Cause if there's a will, there's a way
And no way will I for you prescribe
An antiquated bucket of shock "Gore pus plague"
Cold because I've lost the urge to write
I brushed the ant with my stylusDoughboys with plastic bags
A value judgment that my words bent
Virgin Marys with blue eyes and necks
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