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Everybody's Thinkin'bout The Plague
do n ' t come home for
m i n e
(n)or me,
(my ex
hortation...........................my eXhaustion,
my summer of
fckn fake'news, and
worse).
no coddle for mr. coma-man, done caused (e)nough
tr ou ble
as it is. Double
yOur Sixfeet.
Questionably,
all things.........................question'able,
every-thing ev'olves
from no-thing to
what-ever, when the
fruit is ripe or rotted.
No justice be in th'midst of this'ere plague
(of circumstance)
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