poemoftheweekfeb9

don’t forget your ruby slippers

by John Dorsey

(March 8th, 2004)

you can spray your twat   with febreze
to lead smaller men   by the nose to the emerald kingdom
to create more positive energy   and just maybe
there is no place like home   no place for daydream believers
to hide their beloved terriers   in storm cellars
more comfortable than the average new york apartment
considered a five star flophouse   by the wandering eyed
spirit of anne frank

just don’t let the april scent   fool you
it doesn’t mean anything   the world
is a cold fish   rolled up in newspaper
on your doorstep   just waiting
for the next
                              fucked up headline

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