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Len Gurts Reads Poem Out on Date

Swimming and needless.
Kissing and just us.
Don’t make me stop:
I feel like Jesus.

Christ alive: a joke!
Objectivity? A sacred poke?

Nah—I’m not coming down.
Nope nope nope.


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