don't you knowA Poem by pdkhow I feel
I'm not a woman
I don't know how you feel that's how I feel like buzzard bait lower than a snake that's crawled out from under a wagon wheel onryer than cat s**t and twice as nasty with your memory you could be a concert pianist you play with feeling
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