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Observational Poem #3
I have a horrible story to tell you.
Adam has no nucleus.
That's kind of a large doorstep.
Someone was mad
but then he died.
He had a dream of playing three saxophones at once.
And he did.
I was going to at that time, except it was this time, so I didn't.
We like the floor,
maybe next year.
You know why?
It was Japan.
Pretend you're a mental hospital cricket.
If I could be anyone this week, I would be Bob Dylan.
Then we'll let your heirs take it anytime they want.
I just said goodbye to my goldfish today.
I'm a moron.
She wanted to know the flame.
I said aqua instead.
I do all my own microwaving.
Does that sound like fun to you? |
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