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Once, But Now

By Wil C. Fry, Nov. 20, 1999, 03:25

Copyright © 1999 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


Once, I was lazy, but now I’m tired
Once, I was lost, but now I’m not going anywhere
Once, I was blind, but now I don’t want to see
Once, I was hungry, but now I can’t taste
Once, I was sick, but now I like the feeling of the medicine
Once, I fell down, but now I don’t want to get up
Once, I was lonely, but now I’m alone
Once, I was alive, but now I am not yet dead



Some versions contain the following four lines, just before the final line of the poem; they were scribblings on the original manuscript and were not intended to be part of the poem:

Oberfunken   Grubenhumpen   Pussenlinken
Conkrinsunken
Roger got genital warts from a gay toad
And his mother is a German-Irish whore from Budapest




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