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Imagine me running around A mad blur, hair standing on end With pencils and things sticking out Post-its go flying And a stack of newspapers and magazines topples like a tower. I'm forgetting something I chew my bottom lip trying to remember Then remember ten other things But still can't grasp the first. Really, I'm more organized than this I insist Everything in its place Alphabetized, polished and underlined All my little duckies in a neat row Checked and double checked Quality-controlled. I drop one marble and madness ensues. Maybe I can't live in a bubble >pop< And some chaos must tear through.
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Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
Entropy
Imagine me running around A mad blur, hair standing on end With pencils and things sticking out Post-its go flying And a stack of newspapers and magazines topples like a tower. I'm forgetting something I chew my bottom lip trying to remember Then remember ten other things But still can't grasp the first. Really, I'm more organized than this I insist Everything in its place Alphabetized, polished and underlined All my little duckies in a neat row Checked and double checked Quality-controlled. I drop one marble and madness ensues. Maybe I can't live in a bubble >pop< And some chaos must tear through.
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Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
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