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Free verse № 40449

help me understand

Member since 2003 · Posted 15 Feb 2003 · 2 comments

How can you view the world from so far up? Alone in your chair and tea by your side Mr. Politician how do you know what you know Did you take an equality class in university? Your right, single moms do not need help They are just far too lazy, and stupid Because anyone can raise four kids alone But you understand all this Did you learn justice at your precious institution? Or did you pick it up on the street You seem to understand the need for education Because our schools are extremely funded I can understand your idea to close more schools Children don?t need guidance, they are far too smart And that one kid to scared to try He has the help he may require And our air is so clean and fresh You can only really taste the chemicals on Thursday and Sunday The rest of the time it is a mere smell And cancer rates are so low that patients never have to wait Mr. Politician please help me understand Why do keep pushing the activist down? And why you call yourself a liberal? When you are no different than the opposition?

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[n/a] horus8 15-Feb-03/11:50 PM Reply
lol. yeah. word.
DROW! <smack> a shot rings out * bang, my pants drop to the floor... keanu reaves winks at me, and says, thanks for the champagne... dude" but i know not where i'm at, and i smell like the after shaved old spicy ness of a ..GAYE... politician. and i have a new tattoo that says luke skywalker is dead..i panic and bolt for the elevator, but as i reach it, it spontaneously implodes into a fgemine gas that then turns into my mother and i'm now holding a skull and dressed in shakespearian tightes... i have soft bulbous tears fallingg from my shifty eyes and peach lipstick on.. i am in love ...with the devil...and his name is................. peter pan peanut butter, peanutty.

hhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! chirpe.

quick cure... warm beer, cold shower. saxophone. shoe be do be do

<brought to you by 'Valentines day' just another way to fuck with your poverty complex>
[n/a] thepinkbunnyofdoom › horus8 16-Feb-03/10:45 AM Reply
Ouch that comment actually gave me a headache