'In Continents'A Poem by PeteMeasure your health by your sympathy with morning and spring. - Thoreaulike some sort of cruel ruse careful which path you choose he was the proud owner of an enlarged prostatehis urine would often pass very slowly, leaving him in a pickle sometimes with sudden, unstoppable urges, speeding like racing legend dick trickle other times not at all putting the screws, lighting the fuse, and singing the blues like oil tankers, near iran, in the strait of hormuz we all have to pay our dues there's a time to make amends peace be to he who apprehends but then again, maybe it all 'depends' © 2026 PeteAuthor's Note
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