Thursday’s Poem – The Newspaper

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The Newspaper

The newspaper came at 2:30 am,

it didn’t come at all.

I’d complain
if I only knew who to.
or if I cared enough in the end.

There is always more paper than I can read.
I end up putting the rest in the recycling bin
without having the decency to at least give it all a cursory glance over beforehand.

What can I say,
I’m a front page and Op-Ed section kind of guy.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

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