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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
More in The Poetry of Kevin John Dail
sometimes with guilty pleasure,I go upon parade, my clothes draw much attention,more than normal days.this habit rubs my ego in many needed ways,for inside I wear nothingwhich nobody can see,and so I march and strutand a peacock would I be.
There are no monkeys here. If you're looking for monkeys, go away. Well, actually there are monkeys, but they're of the hairless variety that writes poetry and such. If that's not what you're looking for move along.