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Sep 2014
I have to see you two naked...

****!

It's all the same

If I was blind.  You would
Just say God Dam you!  

Then throw me in the dumpster.  

Well some one worst then you two
Found my Asian logo
And now I can safely say
They want to pray your boy friends
Gay away.  

Ya,
But even I can't see god
You guessed it
I'm in church  twenty four seven
Three sixty five
Wishing the pastor
Quit farting in his microphone.  
I'm always to close because
The sound man says he can't
Hear a rat
Munch a page out of Genisis
Ya it's the same.  

Either place I end up
I always get used.
I get pushed
And when that happens
I ALWAYS QUIT *******
WORKING.

Sounds like someone I know.  
Peace out!
Michael Parish
Written by
Michael Parish  Tacoma, washington
(Tacoma, washington)   
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