Golden God Poem by Ezra Cortez

Golden God



Golden god, i am godly golden
I am one soft son of a gun
I am waiting for a heavy day
Where is it that i can leave my shoes?
My night mates are not amused
What better way exists to exit…
Than to catch a wave and have a stroke?

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