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Laura, this is such a bizarre and interesting twisted little poem. It's so ironically anti-bukowski whilst being ANTI-bukowski. The clever inversions of cliche and uses of cliche to create a different thought are rather interesting, and the pounding nasty almost hurtful rhyme stresses home the anti-bukowski-osity of this.
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