Wow! Tattoo My Butt - More Mad Poems and Verse by Nick
By Nick Armbrister
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Therate
I want them to find all lost bodies on Thera.
Thirty metres of ash hides them.
Brothers and sisters cremated alive.
There was no divine guidance from a higher divinity over her last 4 years.
Wishful thinking on her part, oh yeah.
She, Katrina, acquired a taste for gin.
Life goes on, so her mate said.
Jesus failed continuously from 2013.
Ikea replaced him.
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