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The Autobiography Of A Slightly-Mad Poet
Why I became a poet, and the kind of poet I want to one day become.
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My name is Stephen Daybutch. I was born in Chicago, Il., 9-13-78, raised on the Mississauga First Nation Reservation, Ont., until the age of 16, and I've been traveling between Canada and the United States since. I'm a 6"1, 235 lbs., Native American Adonis, with brown eyes and black hair, and I am the most terrible intellectual criminal genius to hit the writing scene since the Marquis de Sade. I am a boozing, carousing, fighting fool, and I express my dionysian way of life in every screaming dithyramb I write. I'm an artistic madman, a theatrical lunatic, an antisocial maniac, and I celebrate my reckless, disorderly style of poetry with the howling exclamation; "Viva Insanity!"

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