Poems from Phat Albert
I met this girl who lives on the West Coast
but doesn’t think it’s the Best Coast.
Too much weed and valley girl, she said.
I met this...
I met this girl who lives on the West Coast
but doesn’t think it’s the Best Coast.
Too much weed and valley girl, she said.
I met this...
I’ve been told misery loves company,
so I guess that means social media
is the new suicide watch
A ticking time bomb tumblring and ...
I told my brother about flying pigs
How the entire sky is their mudpit
How bits of stardust the size of bacon bits ride on their...