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satan's burrito

I was thinking about

getting a job in

sales,

but then I remembered

that would make me satan.

 

I was going to write

a longer poem than

this one,

but that burrito

I ate

has made me sleepy.

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Written by
ryan-pemberton
Australian
Published
Oct 13, 2012
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