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Current mood:  drunk
no...
i'm not doing it
i'm not writing tonight...
i'm just gonna drink...
maybe smoke,
until I feel alright...
I don't want to push it,
I have thought this way before,
but this time I think I can pull it off...
....maybe...
maybe not,
I don't really know for sure...
so i will take a sip,
smoke a rip,
and think about my "style"
a latch key kid to the core...
of this i have no denial.
hip hop
trend set
smoking trash and grass
hot lit
spun dress
riding up the slot.
want to think that I know this game
and this simple way to think...
it made Dr. Suess about a million bucks...maybe ten times more,
I think.
The cat sat in the fat hat
wishing for a drink
the little mouse said
fuck yeah
i'll mix it by the kitchen sink...
the cat was rather weary...
in was against his moral style...
to be hanging with a mouse...
meant he was living in denial.
a sit spin sin...
a lonely thought,
a bitter end...
consorting with a little white mouse
was worse than partying with dogs in the house...
a
fat
cat
sat
in
a
lonely
launderymat...
waiting for the chance to call.
waiting for the chance to call.
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