Lemon Drop Kid
The Lemon Drop Kid
dropped from the pack,
not back as in left behind,
but just too wild
for such a tight knot
of similiar species.
When I find bits
of my roommate's work
lying around my apartment,
sometimes I try
to "put things together"
on my own.
But horses don't think
like I do; when I try to
think like a horse, it's
fallacious.
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