i shake furiously with nervosa as i read bad poetry to my professor in front of several of my fellow undergrads and grad students...poetry meant to be bad, created only to make people laugh, two years ago, with my lovely platonic undie-creatin' buddy, e.b. zinn (not estro-gen, kids
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