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Bulbous eyes and gaping mouth see splayed flesh Served on rice with wasabi, bodies naked and fresh Bash my glass brimming with koi fish swimming "Am I WINNING?!" he screamed so drunk on saki, a wok he'd Swept off the counter, I floundered And so spying asked "Why are you crying?" Because the waitress with plaited hair quit last week? Because you're short on rent and you're all out of drink? Well so am I PUT ME BACK IN THE WATER! The fodder that expects me to Always look pretty.
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
Life of a Decorative Fish in a Japanese Restaurant
Bulbous eyes and gaping mouth see splayed flesh Served on rice with wasabi, bodies naked and fresh Bash my glass brimming with koi fish swimming "Am I WINNING?!" he screamed so drunk on saki, a wok he'd Swept off the counter, I floundered And so spying asked "Why are you crying?" Because the waitress with plaited hair quit last week? Because you're short on rent and you're all out of drink? Well so am I PUT ME BACK IN THE WATER! The fodder that expects me to Always look pretty.
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
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