Poem: Polling

Non-college-educated white voters, is the worst band name

I thought of today, so far, though it’s early

in the day, I’ve hours, miles of inspiration

to traverse in silence, I press on

though it could take hours

as quick as I can to polish

my knob, is I’d say probably

three minutes on an average afternoon

in window light illumination

or a computer screen, that’s from erection to completion

which skews the data in my favor, or would, I suppose

should I take any, but I’m confident

thanks to my girlfriend

in my dick size and shape.

Poem: Polling

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