Take me to the big bath, to that river of mud.
Over the bridge please, there, there, over there please.
We can go for a walk but it will have to be short,
Grandma doesn't wait to see you with her dying cellphone.
Raisin bread and noodles, buttered to our delight.
Athletic therapy and mouthguards to stop the grinding in the night.
Jason in the extra foods, two chickens for one price.
All day sitting at a desk and knowing it's not right.
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3 comments:
I like this, I'm not sure why. Good flow.
I like this, but pretty ominous.
haha, love it.
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