Thursday, October 17, 2019

Crooked Ass

The poetry of small talk
And tasteless family banter:

Mom says you think you’re badass,
But she’s more badass than you.

When have I ever said I’m badass?
I’m the opposite of badass. I’m goodass!

Actually, you’re more like crooked ass.
Exactly! I like that. Call me that. That’s good.

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