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Post by artolmaeus on Feb 22, 2022 20:42:16 GMT -6
and the king of the world is but the fool a Reeve outside of Parliament but knowing procedure or having all the Arthur Murray footprints and a sense of rhythm perhaps to tide the ebb and flow at the line the line sublime and velvet roped all the while there's room under the robe for the judge to take some strokes and drop the hammer on the wood aye, knock on wood cause it would do ye some good and honey, I am but a badger bee sting and sting and sting and sting sitting high in my magnolia tree honey bee honey be the king of the earth is but a fool wagging his cock at the schoolbus in the morning and in the free food line before four today and denies ever having been takes now the burger meister over some imperfect pickles and long forgotten mayonnaise grey poupon my dear like potpourri in February in the clearance aisle it never smelt that good that I couldn't smell the shit behind it all it is all a game, it is all a ride in and out up and down suck swallow spit or just bend or just surrender or just fight round and round again up and down but eventually it ends and you have to get off get off in every way then a game you cannot win and you cannot lose you just pick and choose pick and choose and sometimes you get a month of Sundays and sometimes you get the blues the person who holds the office is the bastard child of fourth generation siblings or cousins or something of a sort should someone be born with an arm on their head they can high five themselves if their left hand's free at least that is the way it's supposed to be
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