Poems by a tortured word wolf.
by Maurice Three on November 9, 2011March 22, 2013
A Fishmas Miracle We left our Fish to Die this break, unaware in their tank they were walking the plank As we sunbathed on the beach eating steak. A three-week sentence in a dusty, dark room, no people to feed … Read More
by Maurice Three on February 15, 2012March 17, 2013
Poetry.
by Maurice Three on September 8, 2012March 17, 2013
Context:
Verbatim:
Bot check: What is the name of the farthest residential college from central campus?
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