Poem
Slag, slag.
Leave me my slag.
I am the unslaggiest
of slaggy men. My
leavings all slag.
Leave me my slag.
I am the unslaggiest
of slaggy men. My
leavings all slag.
posted by Jon Cone at
January 22, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
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