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I woke up in the morning, My cat was reading Twain, I tugged his tail so hard, It yanked his little brain. My Father walks down the stairs yelling "revolution on the rise." And I know he really meant it, I could see it in his eyes. I said: "whoa whoa pops what's up with you? You're actin' slightly mad," He said: "well son, here we go I'll tell whats got me sad. Yesterday the mail came and I saw a ***** word, It said, taxes are coming soon, You'd better hire a new nerd. So I walked down to the town hall with this witchcraft in my fist, they said well sir you gotta wait in line, and then marked me on a blacklist. So I got on a bus back home, for to find a new kazoo, and then an animal walked on and said 'son wanna hold my shoe?' I said no way man you got a filthy disease, You look like a racoon and you smell like rotten cheese. Then It said hold me to sooth me ease the pain of life And I guess I did, next thing I knew it was the end of Saturday night. I said oh no my taxes are due I gotta find a nerd, I saw one eating spaghetti with the cat and a purple bird. I walked over stylishly and then in one swoop I stole the nerd, then I kissed the cat, broke my back and ate that little bird. Yes I loaded up my harpoon, with a fistful of grapes, And I got ready to fire for to make my great escape. I shoot them at my enemies, and let them pop in their face, Then mama came, took my 'poon and put me in my place. Yelling: 'Oh Joy, Oh Joy I found my car, now lets go take the bus', I said Lets go my dear, Its time for us to float like living dust. Then the Medicine man Comes in with a skull on his cane. Then he Hits mama so hard she began to go insane. It was just then we got home so I left her on the bus, Next time I'll just take the train, at least its color ain't like pus."
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
Taxes
I woke up in the morning, My cat was reading Twain, I tugged his tail so hard, It yanked his little brain. My Father walks down the stairs yelling "revolution on the rise." And I know he really meant it, I could see it in his eyes. I said: "whoa whoa pops what's up with you? You're actin' slightly mad," He said: "well son, here we go I'll tell whats got me sad. Yesterday the mail came and I saw a ***** word, It said, taxes are coming soon, You'd better hire a new nerd. So I walked down to the town hall with this witchcraft in my fist, they said well sir you gotta wait in line, and then marked me on a blacklist. So I got on a bus back home, for to find a new kazoo, and then an animal walked on and said 'son wanna hold my shoe?' I said no way man you got a filthy disease, You look like a racoon and you smell like rotten cheese. Then It said hold me to sooth me ease the pain of life And I guess I did, next thing I knew it was the end of Saturday night. I said oh no my taxes are due I gotta find a nerd, I saw one eating spaghetti with the cat and a purple bird. I walked over stylishly and then in one swoop I stole the nerd, then I kissed the cat, broke my back and ate that little bird. Yes I loaded up my harpoon, with a fistful of grapes, And I got ready to fire for to make my great escape. I shoot them at my enemies, and let them pop in their face, Then mama came, took my 'poon and put me in my place. Yelling: 'Oh Joy, Oh Joy I found my car, now lets go take the bus', I said Lets go my dear, Its time for us to float like living dust. Then the Medicine man Comes in with a skull on his cane. Then he Hits mama so hard she began to go insane. It was just then we got home so I left her on the bus, Next time I'll just take the train, at least its color ain't like pus."
Scottie
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
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