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I don't care if u read this **** but just in the case that you do        u aren't e.e cummings            so don't steal he style        try to do something               else for awhile                        cause'                            it                            was only real coooool/                            cause "they"                            hadn't  done it before                            Now it's been done                            and re-done and done again u look kinda dumb wen u do it my friend                             who are you to try to teach roses to sing> anyway                               who are you to teach birds to use wings> I must say                                  I look up at you                                  like an ant from the ground                                     I laugh                                       for a while and call you a clown don't listen to me though... cause' in "real life" I'm         an        in          grass Just/     ant/     the/           Back to the hill Again to the whip Scars on my back I do my share for the good of the pack then at night I get drunk and I lie all alone until work the next day I grumble and groan then get drunk again repeat x's a thousand *STEP RIGHT UP FOLKS SEE THE WORLDS BIGGEST LIAR!!!* then I blow my brains out before "i" retire
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 1:33 AM UTC
Omfg i'm totally loling go afk stupid *****
I don't care if u read this **** but just in the case that you do        u aren't e.e cummings            so don't steal he style        try to do something               else for awhile                        cause'                            it                            was only real coooool/                            cause "they"                            hadn't  done it before                            Now it's been done                            and re-done and done again u look kinda dumb wen u do it my friend                             who are you to try to teach roses to sing> anyway                               who are you to teach birds to use wings> I must say                                  I look up at you                                  like an ant from the ground                                     I laugh                                       for a while and call you a clown don't listen to me though... cause' in "real life" I'm         an        in          grass Just/     ant/     the/           Back to the hill Again to the whip Scars on my back I do my share for the good of the pack then at night I get drunk and I lie all alone until work the next day I grumble and groan then get drunk again repeat x's a thousand *STEP RIGHT UP FOLKS SEE THE WORLDS BIGGEST LIAR!!!* then I blow my brains out before "i" retire
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 1:33 AM UTC
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