KICKING LUNCH (DON’T TELL FRANK O’HARA!)
Checking the pricetags
at Duane Reade
where they don't seem
to discount the Cheetos.
Fuck me—
I could eat them all,
then orange up everything
I touch—including you—
so let's share.
Brand name batteries
(the only ones I trust),
guava flavored gum,
keychain shaped like a foot,
skull & crossbones lighter—
Who exactly
did Phil Spector kill, again?
No, I don't have a penny—
Do you?
at Duane Reade
where they don't seem
to discount the Cheetos.
Fuck me—
I could eat them all,
then orange up everything
I touch—including you—
so let's share.
Brand name batteries
(the only ones I trust),
guava flavored gum,
keychain shaped like a foot,
skull & crossbones lighter—
Who exactly
did Phil Spector kill, again?
No, I don't have a penny—
Do you?
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3 Comments:
God, I know what you mean about the Cheetos.
I think
this will
cure what
ails you:
The only t-shirt with trans-fats.
http://kfc.imageseller.net/index.cfm?FuseAction=ProductInfo&Group_ID=331&category_ID=118
there are no discount Cheetos at Duane Reade
there are no Wise jalapeno chips at CVS
I have been to lots of pharmacies
to buy cigarettes
and acted perfectly disgraceful
but I never actually bought Cheetos
oh Steve Caratzas we love you get away from the chips
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