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The New Roomate

The New Room Mate

There was a fly
In my house, yesterday
I refused to kill the thing
Suppose I have taken this
Buddhist thing too seriously
Something my Mom said about
My great uncle popped in my head
“Name the fly and ask him to go away”
So I said
Bob, get the fuck out of here”
He didn’t leave
So I said
“Christopher, get the fuck out of here”
Still didn’t leave
He’s somewhere in my house
Suppose I have a new roommate
Damn those Buddhists  
Written by NathanAschwartz (goatee)
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