Commentary

Pizza Boy

My favorite job was being a pizza boy. I liked making cash. Everyday taking home money. Cool people, I met. The coolest people I met at pizza places. Also, very relaxed setting. Like if it wasn’t busy, I could bullshit around with everyone or I could just go to my car and do something. For example, write poems. And I got to listen to music all the time. It was good. I had some car issues so I was no longer able to be a beloved pizza boy. But I liked being a pizza boy. Let the record show.

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Poetry

I Stand With Lemonade

I shake my little dick until you see me spraying semen sauce

I live in Gotham where Semen is boss

I knew a guy from Oregon, his name was Emily

He said Jose, even tho I’m white, you kinda resemble me

She worked at a pizzeria, in the bathroom she was doing diarrhea

But the toilet wouldn’t flush

So now the manager had to come into the bathroom, and she blushed

He was like damn Maria, that’s quite a mess you made

And hey! Where’s Jose?

He’s outside selling lemonade

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