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Mar 2020
Move Ubu, you subcutaneous fool.

There's no place for you here.

When there's work to be done you're always by my side,

But only in a way that inconveniences everyone involved.

You're like that ex that keeps on calling when I have moved on.

Clingy, annoying, and unwanted.

Thats not to say that you're never wanted.

You are quite cute and give great handshakes.

But all I ask is that you stop licking the clean dishes when I am unloading the dishwasher.
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Kay
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