Kung Paomature
sometimes it's just a quickie
when you're hungry
for some nookie
it's good just like Chinese
if you can get it
in a hurry
on your thigh you hide a hickey
like a secret
fortune cookie
chances are you'll still be hungry
in an hour
but don't worry
just warm it back up later
like leftover
shrimp tempuri
The End
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I think this is self-explanatory. Tonight, I'm packing up my life so I can move on to the next chapter, and I keep finding journals and poems that I wrote in the life I led before the one I'm leaving now. This poem is one of those ramblings from that bygone time.
**Note to self: do not pour a third glass.**
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