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Regrets

Three little rugrats all in a row
Are they mine? Yours?
how could we know?

She puffs and she snuffs
her fire is a-glow
But does she love me?
How you will know?

What to do what to do ?
Cheerily I say,
If I'd only layed off drugs
I would come out to play

A baby carriage,
going so slow
Push it faster unt faster
do it for a random
swipe of the fist

Sit there,
in the pure wild snow
Shit there
with your damned cup of joe
rabbitquest
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