If death was a painted wall,
The word 'fuck' would be the primer...
Thursday, July 28, 2005
She said you better
She said I better be sure. She said
Aint no fool like an old fool
I had to agree
The worst fool
Is the repeated fool.
I'm sure alright.
I'm sure you already know
The second worst fool is the
Repeated fool.
I'm sure of it.
The audibleaudacity
The nerve
The spinning self depreciation
He's a mass of want
A sirging force of infantile proportions
Its like talking to a baby
About how goog dogfood tastses
And how good for you is baby food.
The sin in it all ensues
Conversation falters
You are finally that guy.
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