My Back is Weekward


I drank my cigarette today

And smoked my coffee all away

I fed my eggs and fried the cat

I ate my dishes and that was that

I threw out the wood and chopped the trash

Clothed up the car and sinked the gas

I combed the taters and mashed my hair

And cooked the TV medium rare

I painted a letter and typed the wall

I set the phone and made a table call

I read the clothes and dried my news

Then got up and took a snooze

I wrote all this with a weekless pen

And that's how my whole ink has been

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I grogged up wokey and writed to want something - 5 May, 2007

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