Why I Don’t Go To Open-Mics Anymore

With a voice like something crushed between a bagpipe warming up

And an elephant gargling human teeth, kevlar, and 7-Up

She turned her face towards me (which neither she nor I enjoyed)

And said “Thank you for listening. That was “Hey you” by Pink Floyd.”

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