Saturday, December 20, 2008

God

God

By James Robert Smith.



God

stubbed out another

cigarette.


He looked

down

at us.


He was

nauseous.


So

He got

up and

went to the

head and

took

a whiz.


Then

He pulled

on His

coat.

Took a turn

around

the block.


When He

got back we

were still

here.


Damn!



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