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Sep 2014
higher than a bird could fly
lower than a snake could crawl
cherries on a sweet sickly cake
flesh crawling with minute bugs
smell to make a skunk retch
smiles to everyone up the ladder
scowls to everyone else
anything goes when it suits
morally outraged at the splinter
sick at the sight of your plank
how on earth we are not any worse
is really THE mystery of the Universe
Written by
nivek
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   ---, JWolfeB and Pushing Daisies
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