on the valley of good and evil

poetry

she said she said
one more pass through the valley of the moon
one more and all clean

my friend, he does it just thrice
thrice!
thats all and he thinks he’s fine

but i find that shrubbery
a tid bit rubbery

and as hard to keep clean as
booger home with weeds of hair

keep it up till you’re good and done
good and done
i said i said

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