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I got home And checked my phone It'd been off all day And a bunch of notifications naturally Headed my way But I started simple and checked my voice mail After hearing the robotic telemarketer drone On and on My exhausted brain was more fried than a salt covered snail So I  took a second to regroup And listen to the next message I sat down and absorbed the shock Hearing this felt like suffering a hemorrhage I was so taken aback I could hardly stand Now what the voice-mail said? I'll leave that up to your imagination to plan
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
Voice mail
I got home And checked my phone It'd been off all day And a bunch of notifications naturally Headed my way But I started simple and checked my voice mail After hearing the robotic telemarketer drone On and on My exhausted brain was more fried than a salt covered snail So I  took a second to regroup And listen to the next message I sat down and absorbed the shock Hearing this felt like suffering a hemorrhage I was so taken aback I could hardly stand Now what the voice-mail said? I'll leave that up to your imagination to plan
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
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