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I finally have my new computer up and running. it is a G5 and I am really happy with it except I have to fix some small little bugs.
Here is a poem by ee cummings

the boys I mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
and hump them 13 times a night

one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves across in her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys I mean are not refined

they go with girls who buck and bite
who cannot read and cannot write
they laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite

the boys I mean are not refined
they dont know that they dont know this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss

they do whatevers on their minds
they do whatevers in their pants
the boys I mean are not refined
they shake the mountains when they dance