wild dogs, with their hhum-drum life, <br />they calculate and size up, then turn <br />to piss and bite, bite. <br />they vegetate and lean on their crutches, <br />they create news papers and books , then <br />dig for gold with their hatrid and fight, <br />they are the guns, <br />and the arrows, <br />and the father of lies, <br />they are the wild dogs that measure their <br />life, with the size of their penises.........<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wild-dogs/
