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new york bar*b*que
to pigeon holes
and collection bowls
and things that bump and bite
to asphalt tiles
and necrophiles
and beasties left and right
i hate you too
you sordid zoo
and do so
quite precisely
you raped my father
and killed my mother
and did it
all so nicely
i love you ma
i miss dad too
i really couldn't be
more blue
it's society that
knocked you off
and gave you both
the screw
written in 10th grade... makes my appreciation of AgentSmith more understandable now don't it?
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