Saturday, March 29, 2014

I be wheezy and tired and put upon

by young nasty bastards

who've yet to be broken

the know-it-alls who'll add to the world's misery

by ruining themselves

and you you little insult and dismiss me?

you identify yourself and all I can do is be sorry

you won't blow me...your mouth's certainly big enough for the job....

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