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Feb 2016
Cornflakes with a double scoop of roaches
We ran out of fish sticks so i'm cooking up the goldfish
Satan drank up all the juice so i'm stuck with diet coke
It's too hot to drizzle olive oil, we're going up in smoke
The pickle jar is empty, someone toss it out
Barely eating anything between my every shout
Jose Rodriguez
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Jose Rodriguez  Nevada
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