Amanda,
telling her to fire up the freeze gun.
i'm coming in, i tell her.
i've got some suspicious itchy spots
on my back,
my head, my face
and leg.
there's one that looks like a tiny
map of italy, which
might be nice to keep if it's not
going to kill me, but
some could be bug bites,
because of all this wet weather
we've been having.
some could be something else.
i don't know.
that's why i'm writing you
and paying you the big bucks,
well,
a ten dollar copay, at the most.
can i bring you a latte?
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