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Against the patriarchal construct they Rally in a corner booth at Big Linda’s MePhones, sody-dranks, a full-up ash tray Tabled as if these were the agendas And uniformed in uniforms they sit In conclave all unanimous to judge Their boss to be: a sorry piece of (stuff) A drab, a dork, a doof, a dolt, a drudge A slime, a slob, a slug, a **** a schlo - Oh, wait! We’re late! The time! We’d better go!
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Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
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Against the patriarchal construct they Rally in a corner booth at Big Linda’s MePhones, sody-dranks, a full-up ash tray Tabled as if these were the agendas And uniformed in uniforms they sit In conclave all unanimous to judge Their boss to be: a sorry piece of (stuff) A drab, a dork, a doof, a dolt, a drudge A slime, a slob, a slug, a **** a schlo - Oh, wait! We’re late! The time! We’d better go!
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Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
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