Thursday, September 18, 2008

the supermarket wouldn't hire me: a poem

supermarket don't want me
supermarket don't like me
feel me, feel me
y'all got to feel me
supermarket hatin'
supermarket hatin'
death blooms eternally
in this fucked up society

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

where'd you go? We miss you :(

Anonymous said...

poor boy
fedism

Anonymous said...

its been forever since you made a beautiful poem

PukeSkywalker said...

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Anonymous said...

I think he killed himself :(

Anonymous said...

your poems suck

Anonymous said...

have respect for the dead