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A Poem I Wrote While Drunkenly Fretting Over the “Small Amount” of Garlic Butter Sauce on my Snails at the Cafe Panis, Paris, November 2011

A Hipster Limerick

Lovely, lovely, lovely Leah

Kissed a boy and then said, “See ya!”

Cause she broke his heart

He made some art

and now he is featured at Dia.

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