Thursday, January 29, 2009
She keeps a Moet Chandon, in a pretty cabinet...
It was amazing, but not as good as the 30p pints
on the boardwalk, out side.
Watching all the fat english tourists with bulldog tattoos
burn their eyes out looking at the sun dial.
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"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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