INTERVIEW WITH A GANG MEMBER WHO TAGGED THE GOJO DISPENSER IN THE MEN’S LAVATORY.

They were dissing our soap, man! That’s where we

prevent translation that’s where we tantalize our hands!

Beholden that pink liquid all over the floor—or viewing

those big foaming bubbles in the sink: it’s obvious

they didn’t need to expense that much cleanser—

so I asked my Best Girl Forever (not my Best Girl & not

my Girl Forever) “lemme hold some nail polish maneuver”

& she gave me some maneuver called Wite Out though

I never saw her w/ Wite nails. It smelled like Elmer’s.

(I smelled it a while.) So, yeah, I nerved the script a bit

I meant to cribbage ‘Soap 2 Yo Mama’ but it goes

‘Soup 2 Yo Llama’ still it supplements & warns them—

the next time they go to the Men’s Laboratory better act

fictitious or we gonna mix clean & dirty Ace 4 Ace!

[NaPoWriMo Sonnet #30 of 30. Finis!]