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They share stories of the Other Place Just across the mound. Rumors of the Consumers Heard but never found. It’s said they overthrew kings And replaced them with cats Shed their restrictive clothes Made them decorative mats. Consumers of the Little Things Hedonists without Shame Abandoning Glory Their titles and fame. Heretics run loose Squandering the weekends Preaching about sunsets Puppies, coffee, and good friends. Monsoon in bed, Fruity Pebbles on sale, No alarm weekends, Finding the Holy Grail What fools are the consumers See ‘All that glitters is sold’ Such is as it must For so the mystics foretold.
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 7:20 AM UTC
Consumer of the Little Things
They share stories of the Other Place Just across the mound. Rumors of the Consumers Heard but never found. It’s said they overthrew kings And replaced them with cats Shed their restrictive clothes Made them decorative mats. Consumers of the Little Things Hedonists without Shame Abandoning Glory Their titles and fame. Heretics run loose Squandering the weekends Preaching about sunsets Puppies, coffee, and good friends. Monsoon in bed, Fruity Pebbles on sale, No alarm weekends, Finding the Holy Grail What fools are the consumers See ‘All that glitters is sold’ Such is as it must For so the mystics foretold.
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justoneman
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 7:20 AM UTC
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