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Apr 2018
I’ve slithered into your ear,
I’ve found your nest,
Your eggs seem rotten,
Clean your lair,
There’s gunk on the wall,
You left remains on the floor,
It’s so cluttered in here,
Why do you need this?
This is useless,
Get rid of that,
There’s no need for two,
You’ve caged it,
Why save it?
It’s dead,
You seem to be confused,
Should you choose it,
You shall lose me,
Maybe you should,
Just let me go.
Stake your vote.
Richard Reid
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Richard Reid  27/M/Mount Vernon, NY
(27/M/Mount Vernon, NY)   
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