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Posted on February 1st, 2011
Bob Pike
slowly she rises
quickly leaving her barstool
just to whip your ass
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Posted on January 22nd, 2011
Bob Pike
evergreen forest
pine scented breezes carry
the din of chainsaws
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Posted on November 12th, 2010
Bob Pike
barely thanksgiving
I’m already gagging on
the stench of christmas
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Posted on November 9th, 2010
Bob Pike
hungry man’s sandwich
piled high with everything
tastes of moldy bread
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Posted on October 28th, 2010
Bob Pike
october showers
thin the fruitflies from around
my jack o lanterns
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