I was in a real bad brood mood
the breed need and search
for the right love glove, (Ok a little bit much)
chasing the walking stalkings
without enough bunny money
to ease the pain my akward
educated vegetable manner
inevitably brought
Yeesh this sounds really suburban
(this is a non sequetur cc validation of a title "werdcast"
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Are you, as you say, suburban?
There are reasons to be ashamed of such, for if you have chosen the life, and value it.
But if its thrust upon you, and you rail against it, and seem not to take advantage of the station it affords you, then I think only a touch of guilt is necessary.
I liked it. Internal rymes are the spice of life!
safetinspector - go not quietly into that dark maze, screem and fuckin holler.
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