ACADEMICIANS SUCK

Yeah, suck
I mean, pet me and enslave my head
tar my language and
upchuck
in the hall

Drag Harry into
his liver and teach
him to upchuck there

Drag Harry into
his jet lag or take
him to that vet with the jagged knife

Drag Harry Toulouse Lautrec
Drag him by the hair until his latent homosexuality
and his honey-glazed ham
slam into my Volkswagen Golf
a word so important I sold its valve rings

Tell him to come here and roll over
I mean "breathe easy"
while I put this flashlight up his meningitis

With his upturned gift for light housework
And his bland "Say Rick, tug my gonads"
So what if I have an RCA tv
and his long hair and grinning mug
I am sick to my

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