
I’m rid of my sins but I still feel full of shit.
2) Urine:
Only a million piss’s left before my little dick rots.
3) Christ:
We got jealous, cause his dad could kick our dads ass.
4) Piss/God:
Your body, leaves my body, but I wish it could have stayed.




"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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