And now, another work from renowned poet, Eldon Tubbs.
And once again, you

Have me confused with
Someone you have me confused
With, never to utter post-
Prepositionally ended statements
For fear of reaper cushions.
Smear me not with pop-
Starred pomp and greasy-fingered
Giggles. For I, alone, do hold
The keys to Jenny
McCarthy’s bathroom.

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