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Sep 2014
He typed on the Mugbook Z
I miss the old days
when we could go to a pub
and laugh or smile
or listen to music or read
Now we just lol and like
not much of a life is it?
He reeled in pain
as his headform sent a violent shock
through his brain
He heard the robotic voice
R67451  Insubordination Insubordination
Withdrawal of device priveleges
You will watch paint dry ha ha ha ha
Written by
TonyC  Glasgow
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