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Leaf after leaf, swept away by cool breeze Bare naked trees, leaves the scene incomplete Say it's that time of the year The season is Autumn So it seems it would appear I must have forgotten Can't express how its ever annoying How now time so swiftly & quickly flies Like a 747 Boeing And will until my untimely demise Please just stop, don't make me outraged Stop with all of the clamor & buzz Before I go full on rampage Even worse than how Bruce Banner does Could this just be my vanity? Or something far more extreme Maybe I've lost my sanity And can't find my self-esteem Who me? You think I'm crazy? Far from the average? Why in the world would you ever think that? Just because I would drive straight off of that there bridge, With my girl tied up in the back of this **** pontiac Well now that I have said that out loud so chipper, I'm starting to think I am a 'per se' maniac A ***** or two loose, yet still proud like the ripper Here take my card, you can call me by my name, it's Jack
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Oct 3, 2019
Oct 3, 2019 at 10:51 PM UTC
Escalation of a Maniac
Leaf after leaf, swept away by cool breeze Bare naked trees, leaves the scene incomplete Say it's that time of the year The season is Autumn So it seems it would appear I must have forgotten Can't express how its ever annoying How now time so swiftly & quickly flies Like a 747 Boeing And will until my untimely demise Please just stop, don't make me outraged Stop with all of the clamor & buzz Before I go full on rampage Even worse than how Bruce Banner does Could this just be my vanity? Or something far more extreme Maybe I've lost my sanity And can't find my self-esteem Who me? You think I'm crazy? Far from the average? Why in the world would you ever think that? Just because I would drive straight off of that there bridge, With my girl tied up in the back of this **** pontiac Well now that I have said that out loud so chipper, I'm starting to think I am a 'per se' maniac A ***** or two loose, yet still proud like the ripper Here take my card, you can call me by my name, it's Jack
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Oct 3, 2019
Oct 3, 2019 at 10:51 PM UTC
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