|NBC's bowdlerization of my Joey spinoff poems wasn't my fault!|
DINOSAURS OF PAIN
There are no dinosaurs but man suffers still more. Morning, roaring tiger of trying to keep. In the engine silo, there are no dinosaurs of pain that are hurried enough: I boned Rachel!
See the black bird in that tree trying out the branches, puzzled. I am up there with you puzzled against the rain blinking my FRIENDS REUNION SPECIAL, please!
Break it all down! We're too mesmerized to break from this vampire, Dave Schwimmer.
When I button my fly I button it wrong and I laugh. My crotch looks lopsided...how YOOO doin?
GHOSTS OF SPRING
The ghost of Spring has reappeared, clearing my throat of winter and NBC I make the first moveinto timeless obscurity
What a beautiful storm! Infinite thunder! Wishing to be home No wonder...All this sex is making