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#septic
The septic stopped working, of it's own accord it may have felt neglected, or maybe just, ignored Seeping and spilling sewage, from toilet, and in yard cleanup a horrid mess and chore, and **** it's very hard The scent reminds me of death, heated on the stove wafting in and out of the house, killing birds, in droves I'll not prophesize to know a septic mind but *** it cost a lot, to have it, realigned
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Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
Septically Demented
Put me on the shoulders of men and I will not fail Rise up through the disastrous causes and I will conquer For my fellow man I will lead and cast out madness Survive now, in the moment and bleed them with fear Through the battlegrounds of anger and civil disobedience I will guide the willing and soldier forward into this septic war
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
Shoulder Me