he really didnt know why it came to
bethe how was etched in his skull
since he slept with a pillow
blanket something pressed up against his
left cheek but not under his head
Why do you have to say that?
Why do you care
Care? Im in on it!
In on it
Yes. All of us are in one it, and
we cringe when you say things like that; I don’t think, excuse me, we don’t
think you know how frequently you imply things, uncomfortable, sometimes
perverse things.
Seems all of us like to butter both sides of the bread
Everyones been revealed slowly
over the years dancing before my peekhole my keyhole
Now unless appearances are deceiving I dont think youve been incubating yare not puggles
More likely Ive conceived that
you saw opportunity and found your way in Anif Im correct you can find your way out again
If its too hot in the
kitchen you all of you
can adios
Well said.
We do enjoy our digs.
Then you might cringe and commiserate between yourselves
and leave me to steer
Ha! No, not yet.
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