A short poem about my eccentric bus driver Woody, who occasionally gives me surprising presents.
heysmiley
you’reasmokeraren’tya
right
you’lllikethis
holdoutchahand
whenyougethome
takeitoutside
and
throwitontheground
ashardasyoucan
there’llbea
B I G
B A N G
hahagiveyourboyfriendashock
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