A poem dedicated to Dominik Hot-Shit.

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rot in pardubice:the ballad of dominik hot-shit

string bean man

with your rubber neck

your bobbing adam's apple,

your slinky™ spine

your pointed nose

your stilted accent

your lack of fashion sense.

i'm glad you're gone.

you came here

and took away my one true love.

and now you're back home,

in your native land,

no cares in the world,

drowning in money,

and, undoubtedly, alcohol,

you nasty thing, you,

i hate you,

may you be fucked in the ear by Peter Forsberg, and

may you rot in Pardubice