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Nature Vs. Nurtured

We blame nature for not nurturing

So, with spikes, we’re torturing

Spikes that suck, poke, pick, spit, and yank

You’re holding one now as you fill up your tank

So mother will be found with a needle in her arm

And we’ll blame her for abandoning us

Us, the squeaky wheel

I, the rusty hinge

As we prepare another syringe

By broKEN

Kenneth is an Evergreen grad. The starving artist is what he has been branded; though he writes from the left, he is definitely right-handed.



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