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It was a cold December morning At 3:45 AM I woke up early I was not going To go through This ordeal again I drove down to the park And had constipation In the dark But thankfully The stool softener Kicked in Life's a game I'll never win Later I began to drive Here and there I'm all alone And no one cares The gym and Starbucks We're closed And I had nowhere to go Later I would see Mountains covered in snow Driving around Driving around Life is some kind Of Merry Go Round I have a few friends I'm glad I do You learned the story Of A Christmas poo
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Lonely Christmas
It was a cold December morning At 3:45 AM I woke up early I was not going To go through This ordeal again I drove down to the park And had constipation In the dark But thankfully The stool softener Kicked in Life's a game I'll never win Later I began to drive Here and there I'm all alone And no one cares The gym and Starbucks We're closed And I had nowhere to go Later I would see Mountains covered in snow Driving around Driving around Life is some kind Of Merry Go Round I have a few friends I'm glad I do You learned the story Of A Christmas poo
MattG
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
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