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One day I realized That the earth is just One big computer Non-action is required It spins and spins Around the sun Is this the real life Or just a fantasy? And then I was in my car Listening to the dogs bark And the crickets And the car lights went off Up the street As I inserted my key In and out The blue light Of the dashboard Hold fast to the center And I pictured myself In various places At various times Picturing My future life And thinking how I'll always feel the same Blahhhhhhhhh The suffering saints Are tired of waiting Jesus Tired of waiting for your return Two times and one half Three years of tribulation Before the return I won't ever have a family And you know what I'm just going to watch comedy Again Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy And I got some clothes at Sears Wandering through the store Like I wander through the world I need to eat a bit more And run a bit less Because at 6 feet 167 With about a 31 inch waist The bands on those elastic shorts Well the small fit a bit better But the small shorts fit too tightly Around the quads And the medium could be a bit tighter At waist level So I guess I could gain a few pounds Bleh Human Life These people I live with Are completely oblivious To the danger This country is in Completely oblivious But that's how most Americans are These days And when the system is down Then the real trials will come No facebook or instagram Or stupid celebrity news shoes Maybe our country will be attacked Who knows Gotta plan ahead Buy tighter clothing In case I drop down in weight Food may become scarce I think a difficult time might Be coming to America
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
Just A Bunch Of Times
One day I realized That the earth is just One big computer Non-action is required It spins and spins Around the sun Is this the real life Or just a fantasy? And then I was in my car Listening to the dogs bark And the crickets And the car lights went off Up the street As I inserted my key In and out The blue light Of the dashboard Hold fast to the center And I pictured myself In various places At various times Picturing My future life And thinking how I'll always feel the same Blahhhhhhhhh The suffering saints Are tired of waiting Jesus Tired of waiting for your return Two times and one half Three years of tribulation Before the return I won't ever have a family And you know what I'm just going to watch comedy Again Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy And I got some clothes at Sears Wandering through the store Like I wander through the world I need to eat a bit more And run a bit less Because at 6 feet 167 With about a 31 inch waist The bands on those elastic shorts Well the small fit a bit better But the small shorts fit too tightly Around the quads And the medium could be a bit tighter At waist level So I guess I could gain a few pounds Bleh Human Life These people I live with Are completely oblivious To the danger This country is in Completely oblivious But that's how most Americans are These days And when the system is down Then the real trials will come No facebook or instagram Or stupid celebrity news shoes Maybe our country will be attacked Who knows Gotta plan ahead Buy tighter clothing In case I drop down in weight Food may become scarce I think a difficult time might Be coming to America
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
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