Ode to the Delete Key

By: Mike M

Redfaced and bloodshot,
the madman growled, "use yer delete key"

Intoxicated, excluded, outcasted, and deranged,
the filthy fist clenched, "use yer delete key"

Green teeth, yellow stained, persperation shirt
"use yer delete key"

shallow breath inhaled a sour fume,
and belched in his room, "use yer delete key"

In traffic and snarl, in molten concrete underpass,
in perfumed elevator and stainless steel urinal,
the Agis suit pissed.

Last update: 15 March 2007
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