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#toiletpaper
So many days go by There goes my toilet paper supply Why am I so bored? Another day at home, Oh lord
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Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 8:41 AM UTC
Another Day at Home
Organs of dead fellows, rings of white the corpses of high standing felled. And yet you think my diminishing gives you heed to throw me stained with waste... stigmatized....
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Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 5:34 PM UTC
Grace Bleached For Filth..
Angel Moroni watches over his fold He holds on to a horn said to be made of gold He stands on top waiting the moment to arrive When it finally comes the horn takes a dive The earth was tired and decided to shake The Angel looked down during what was a quake What he saw was surprising and actually quite weird All the people were gathering things it appeard Why do they need all that paper in rolls Why do they need all those bottles, who knows The horn was broken when it hit the earth It was bent in half, now what's it worth Someone grabbed it right up and ran like the wind He was chased and caught as this was a sin He would have liked to play that horn He held it so long and now he must mourn What to do, what to do, is all he could think The world has gone nuts and he needs a drink... Brian Hill - 2020 # 79
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Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 9:54 AM UTC
The Gold Horn
10:30AM in a gas station on a Sunday Her hair screams "walk of shame" but her Michael Kors bag keeps it classy She's waiting for some greasy food to fulfill her unmet nocturnal needs I shouldn't judge her Maybe she just has "hat head" And I'm here buying toilet paper
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Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
And I'm here buying toilet paper