Two Short Poems

by Dora Schloss

I promise I won't steal all of these Cheez-its
which is the worst sort of lie.
The dormitories of the world are filled
with children chopping wood,
dreaming of stealing these Cheez-its.

Do you know what it takes
to corner the market on pignecks?
Firstly, a fuckton of pignecks,
and second, I do not love Jesus Christ.

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