![]() agingA Poem by SkinlessFranki’m still using yesterday’s technology floppy disks shoehorns codpieces and can’t be bothered with flossing
dinner i usually procure from the rack of gumball dispensers in the subway station
yesterday my three children joined a flock of geese and flew off
and despite my best efforts the touch-tone telephone always returns a busy signal
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