Thursday, April 7, 2011

NaPoWriMo Sonnet #7

Dear Congress,

I'm really worried about my Deity
after the "evil weed" & "coital stew" incidents
there have been fierce (saltwater) Boer attacks
irradiation & scads of melancholy at sunset
I'm sad, darkening is sad & the lowdose 81 mg
(domestic) don't work against none of that shit //
'Nuff about me, how hangs the Quorum? // Yeah //
Anyway, I'm really worried about my Deity
could you regulate? could you appropriate casual
a graft or kickback or shwarma? (B-B-Q flav)
(e.g., one for me, one for my Deity) //
Throw some TARP at that shit if you gotta
but if I don't have the proper Divine relationship
I can't thank nobody for all the co-incidents in my life //

Yrs, Constituent

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