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Tamika Dakota Apr 2015
"No service here my dear friend"
Looks upon and shook his head
"Hello and welcome"
I'll greet your presence
Stupid whining little peasants
"This coffees too hot, it's too cold"
**** my life you **** *******!
Just deep breaths don't let it sink
I'll pour my love into your drink
Customers aren't always right
The anger stirs throughout my night
Hospitality has driven me mad
I'm a slave to this sick dark land

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