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Greener

I laughed my ass off
Drunk as a vermin off of
Skunk old beer

Watching as they hold down a struggling Don Juan
About to be neutered
For trying to find a fire exit
Out of Hell

You see everybody is somebody's arsonist
Down here
It keeps us from shivering
In the place of the damned

Well they say "The grass is always greener"
And if there's any truth to what
Charlie Daniels said about the "Devil Gone Down to
Georgia"
I assure you
He went through Kentucky first.


John Ejaife ii

This poem is appearing in the Book
Attack of the 50 ft. Poets

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