Doug The Thug Calls It Quits
I admit that I paid my friend Tony to stab you,
And run back to me with your purse.
He's usually nicer, but I said he had to,
Or I'd break his arm or much worse.
I guess that this means that it's over between us.
I'm sorry, Don't stand there and moan.
Go home to your parents. Say I am egregious,
But, first, will you give me a loan?
poem by Lawrence Beck
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