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By Rusty Barnes
Hi all. Did you miss me?

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Liars. :-)

Here's a new draft in my new conversational style. Scatology and sexism optional, but you know, the fart joke always works.



One Last Crap

That’s ten pounds of weight I no
longer have to try to lose.

Do you know how long it takes?
To fill up? And I have diverticulisitis

or something which cuts divots,
fucking DIVOTS! into my colon.

I will forever be set upon by diseases
I can’t pronounce around my

spastic rolling tongue and the fine
root canals American dentistry

have provided lo these many years
but have not yet found a way to stop

psychosis. What kind of shit is that?
In the future dentists will cure their patients

of psychosis with drills and fine-breasted
attendants who intentionally brush you

as you turn your head to spit blood
and juices into the great gaping maw

of the American health system.
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