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That Sad Old Dumpster

by david-w-clare

Look at that crap filled bucket of shit old tv broken chair beer cans plastic bottles for bums Why want it ? Plastic crap Soviet sick society racial profiling and poverty This is sad lonely old rusty bucket dope joke punks eat from tin cup ghetto goodies for dopes and hoodies theft auto so grand Police cars do wail cuffed the innocent take us all to jail...that sad ugly Beverly hills dumpster now she's a splintered old spinster...
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Feb 3, 2015
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I once had a design business in Beverly hills my worst client Mrs LOVE boat would beat her two maids Mrs Spell binding on Beverly dr. Until I told her off...

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