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I love you more than taking out the trash And more than when my itch becomes a rash I love you more than doing dishes And more than when death greets my fishes I love you more than changing my cat’s litter And more than when my tea is bitter I love you more than lukewarm bath water And more than dragging a lamb to slaughter I love you more than long line-ups And more than a child loves dead pups
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Sep 8, 2010
Sep 8, 2010 at 1:23 PM UTC
Dark Love
I love you more than taking out the trash And more than when my itch becomes a rash I love you more than doing dishes And more than when death greets my fishes I love you more than changing my cat’s litter And more than when my tea is bitter I love you more than lukewarm bath water And more than dragging a lamb to slaughter I love you more than long line-ups And more than a child loves dead pups
An off shoot of "Ninety-Nine Cents"
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Sep 8, 2010
Sep 8, 2010 at 1:23 PM UTC
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