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Nov 2014
It must be great to be one of your shape
who's not a particular shape at all
Troll around, flip floppy, like a four sided ball.
An oval, you wish! Maybe an octogon, or a blob, so long as it's hip.
Can't you tell by that chip?
It's the one up your ***... If you call it an ***...
Oh, snap! That's your face?!  
Wow, where the **** is your soul?!
What!.? you aint got one?
Nor an opinion of your own
Too many points your trying to make man
grow a pair momma's boy get out of her hole,
**** it's pathetic when squares try to roll.
M Tamura
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M Tamura
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   Arcassin B, --- and Earthchild
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