These poems are unruly, naughty, looking for trouble, not poems you'd want to recite at a traditional Thanksgiving table where proper etiquette rears its gagged head. These poems sample cultural Highs and Lows, unafraid to rhyme "Rumi & Shams" with "pressed hams." For the faint of heart, this book is not and never was. For all others, this book is a manual full of poignant heartbreak, a menu leftover from a raunchy feast that left everyone feeling stuffed. Poetry.
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These poems are unruly, naughty, looking for trouble, not poems you'd want to recite at a traditional Thanksgiving table where proper etiquette rears its gagged head. These poems sample cultural Highs and Lows, unafraid to rhyme "Rumi & Shams" with "pressed hams." For the faint of heart, this book is not and never was. For all others, this book is a manual full of poignant heartbreak, a menu leftover from a raunchy feast that left everyone feeling stuffed. Poetry.
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