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May 2014
There was a man named Andy.
He was this tall-
Had a beard like a Christmas tree-
He always wore black.

He could see the future-
He used the chirping of  birds as a metronome-
He smelled like peppermint-
He could smell the color yellow.

He was an atheist-
He waited outside catholic schools-
to tell children-
"God is like Santa, he ain't ******' real"

Andy was a liar-
A thief with no teeth-
A ******, a crook-
A homeless **** cook.

Andy.
Quinton Horras Yard
Written by
Quinton Horras Yard  The Midwest
(The Midwest)   
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   Nathan Wells
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