Saturday, December 19, 2009

Portrait of a Rich Poet, December 19th, 2009, Indiana

I read fifty pages of my assets record.
I laughed at all meanings of the word "poor".
I fit into several of my racecars.
I spent ten minutes sorting Fabergé eggs on my desk.

5 comments:

  1. I laughed when I read, "I fit into several of my racecars."

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  2. HAHAHAHAHA

    also:

    i'm not going to be able to focus on the mutual-poetry extravaganza until next semester begins. i have shit on my plate, and it's a lot of shit on a small plate.

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  3. Did you have to look up the correct spelling of "Fabergé"? cuz I would of had to.

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  4. i did not as i am the smartest person ever born, none will top my intellectual supremacy

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