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my dog is a doo doo machine my tv is a brain blender my refrigerator is a blubber bank my window is a speeding by car noise speaker my computer is a magic box so I can see what someone I don’t really know is eating for lunch box my hands will wiggle around and hold steering wheels and punch buttons for a few more years until they stop wiggling and lie still and then probably get burned up my bed is a wake up in the middle of the night and worry about life machine my friends are a get me drunk machine my clock throws minutes into the garbage can my calendar lets months rot on the wall my future is a movie poster about me being rich and famous that yellows and curls off the wall and falls on my poor unfamous skeleton
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Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 4:48 PM UTC
my dog is a doo doo machine
my dog is a doo doo machine my tv is a brain blender my refrigerator is a blubber bank my window is a speeding by car noise speaker my computer is a magic box so I can see what someone I don’t really know is eating for lunch box my hands will wiggle around and hold steering wheels and punch buttons for a few more years until they stop wiggling and lie still and then probably get burned up my bed is a wake up in the middle of the night and worry about life machine my friends are a get me drunk machine my clock throws minutes into the garbage can my calendar lets months rot on the wall my future is a movie poster about me being rich and famous that yellows and curls off the wall and falls on my poor unfamous skeleton
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Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 4:48 PM UTC
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