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what happened humanely

Connecticut West

in san anton
the gun a the bone
a little dog

where t' put a leetle pooch?
(if we put them on the
roof?

hahohno! they might jump-off
she said and coughed
and ?he said)

san anton where the guns
dont like you hurt a dog
it bone

"fer yer cyeriahsity, ya cat"

I was pulled along of a string
touch me, she said, tutch me
perfect-petaled vulva-violets
you fine
y' jest gone n fergetabout
san antone

Connecticut West has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Connecticut's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Connecticut's latest works:

an actual question for the very bad poetry staff

Submitted Oct 29th 2010, 15:18

Joner

Submitted Oct 1st 2010, 08:09

He Protesteth

Submitted Oct 1st 2010, 08:02