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 I am about to open a nice Pinot Grigio and read some poetry 
		
		
		it what every manly man should do at night 
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 Don't forget to light some candles :) 
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 dont forget to douche. 
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 Let me get you started off... 
	To The Whore Who Took My Poems by Charles Bukowski some say we should keep personal remorse from the poem, stay abstract, and there is some reason in this, but jezus; twelve poems gone and I don't keep carbons and you have my paintings too, my best ones; its stifling: are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them? why didn't you take my money? they usually do from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner. next time take my left arm or a fifty but not my poems: I'm not Shakespeare but sometime simply there won't be any more, abstract or otherwise; there'll always be money and whores and drunkards down to the last bomb, but as God said, crossing his legs, I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry. ADG Webmaster  | 
		
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 good one. I'm a big fan of Bukowski's work. and even though he was a heavy drinker, he still worked out. http://bukowski.net/images/lift.jpg  | 
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