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Jason Hannan <tranimationstudios.com>
Fri, Feb 18, 8:05 AM (9 days ago)
to me
I havenhere baked you a sweet COVID pie
I detected you didn’t enjoy
the sublimeness of COVID casserole
Cuz’ I found it stepped in*n’kicked aside
Several fortnights ago
So savory?
I just left this sweets desserts at your gate,
the only one
raw crooked gate
locked me fromaway
from the dinner party
the dinner party
The Dienners
the party
yours
& plural
for COVID sake
Plural
Tis pie if gift
you will find
300 febble steps away
From where & sleep
headed.1*`````````````````````````````````````*300!!!
with this message attn.:
To:, Re:, ICO:; bcc: IOU:=$0 Is bringing sent?
I digress
I do that
As such
& Like so
It’s here & it’s steaming for you
from my sweet COVID kisses
like the risky COVID kisses
he does so swell
& often
300
Feeble steps
I counted
where I force my meals
300 feeble ones
again
I counted
Herenow @ your step
Your pod will love it
after sweating in the crowd @ Midwife
Or day drinking la giornata
@ the Mixed Up
all& fear-stricken as wet cats in Parisian dark alleys
I carried this 300
I counted
feeble steps
to your gate
Proud Crooked Guardian of your nightly dinner party
where I would only be invited
after
They’d gone & fed
You’d invite me in offering poppers
Those that make me LIMP!?
I’d say?
& Portuguese Cialis
you said best to chew
& offer again
As if to play dumb
Or just be it
We’d smash wine
In 3 bottles
Chain-smoke with a death wish charm
& I’d have to say #hetoo
more than once
was enough!
300 feeble steps
on me
I insisted on the mornings
Where we’d chain-smoke toowice
& threasy again
sniffing signals to anyall Karens
In all the Bay
putting Karl to shame
Withfor us a pot of coffee
& another one for you
You’d complain I’d $pend too much
On re$taurant$ under heatlamps
To lessen my chill
& interact
alone
As if I had a kitchen
Like yourself to cook for 3
or 4
or 6
I lost count
- To Whomever is tasked with handling hate packages,
Stuff this in his pinhole
If not responding to the bell
Pressing it will frail him
As I did 2ice before he exclaimed, ‘I’m glad you’re not dead!” With a hearty laugh
(as if that exclude his evil message with a cackle)
“I’m just rehearsing my dingdadumbass ditch technique,
for the afterlife”, I’d recite
This pie I gift
(I hope)
with Omicream sauce still
piping hot
Is topped with a Delta-leman zest
$240K you’d say
(“A goal 10K away!”)
Getting closer everday
& I would sit & wonder
how I made it to to that day
-$62
Sold my bitcoin to subsist
Cash out my future
& watch you gloat
I chewed your Cilais
you blewed smoke up my ass
If you wanted it
Yell all that you did for me
“All that I did for you?”
Send me a bill
For all you did with/of gr-attiude
IOU.
Enjoy
Postscrrrrript: Tell em’ it was COVID isolation. Epitome? [NOT GOING TO HARM MYSELF, so cool it Karens/]
Jason Hannan
Sans Serif
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