Budding local poet, Alexis Conomos, sends in a delicious haiku that makes the transition from weekday to weekend all the more easier.
I try to escape
But I trip, on my own balls.
Why are they so big?
A place where I can write irrelevant anecdotes that make me sound like a pretentious git.
Budding local poet, Alexis Conomos, sends in a delicious haiku that makes the transition from weekday to weekend all the more easier.
I try to escape
But I trip, on my own balls.
Why are they so big?
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