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Aug 2018
How’d those spots get on the moon?
That’s where the astronauts wrestle.
Papa said Andre the giant came over to his house for fried chicken one Sunday.
Guess who got whooped?
But Papa has never been to space.
So I’m not sure how he’d do against Neil Armstrong

Gravity is tricky business
You’ll catch on when you get older
Thats why it all become less dreamy
And everything starts to sag

Green lantern came over the Sunday after.
He got a whoopin that he couldn’t have imagined
Probably why that ring doesn’t work anymore
It’s funny how imagination is a super power once you’re past 20.

Space helmets covered in chalk dust from where the kids used to play.
Damon Beckemeyer
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Damon Beckemeyer  19/M/Missouri
(19/M/Missouri)   
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