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There are eight of them.

They all know each other.

They are really happy to be around each other.

Men are drinking and smoking cigars.

Women are drinking and laughing at men's jokes.

And they all seem so happy.

Fucking South Jersey Union Trash...

But they can't stop laughing.

They can't stop being happy, and talking about births and birthdays, and then next time they will meet up.

And they are already planning their next meeting.

It'll be a brewery tour,

And a sleep over,

And brunch in the morning,

And they keep on arguing on who is gonna host,

Like they all really,

Truly,

Love each other,

It's so fucking amazing,

Whenever one of them dies,

They'll all show up.

I really wish I had an extended family like that.

There are eight of them. They all know each other. They are really happy to be around each other. Men are drinking and smoking cigars. Women are drinking and laughing at men's jokes. And they all seem so happy. Fucking South Jersey Union Trash... But they can't stop laughing. They can't stop being happy, and talking about births and birthdays, and then next time they will meet up. And they are already planning their next meeting. It'll be a brewery tour, And a sleep over, And brunch in the morning, And they keep on arguing on who is gonna host, Like they all really, Truly, Love each other, It's so fucking amazing, Whenever one of them dies, They'll all show up. I really wish I had an extended family like that.

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This strikes me as prose with line breaks. There is nothing wrong with prose poems, but why not break it up into short paragraphs rather than one-paragraph sentences? It might improve the poem.

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This is why I never win frosties

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You know you could win the Frosties easily if you wanted to.