I have one in the can already, but I don't know if I can use it because it's already been accepted by Light Quarterly. I wrote it when we were all writing for the "bad poem" competition:
ASCETIC'S SONG
Asceticism's right for me.
It may not be for you.
Do you like sleeping on the floor?
You do? That's swell. Me too!
Asceticism's right for me.
Are you somebody who
never takes a sip of wine?
You are? That's swell. Me too!
It's nice to find a kindred soul
who does the things I do!
And yet we two cannot be friends.
I gave up friendship, too.
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