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a faulty chromosome - exorcise (no, i am not an anhedonic wreck)!
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Another fear since childhood was being institutionalized against my will.
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P-P-Panting like lambasted, pantywaisted, namby-pamby pantophobes
trying to mend men-of-olde manifolds manned by
animals with quid-pro-quo get-rich-quick quotes
that hide behind faux-velvet-ropes before we ex-plode.
'cause, oh, this overflowing prose is so verbose in hopes that I am goading those
that hope they' aren't the only woeful mopes who hope they
are'nt alone, amongst the troves content-to-coast
not too afraid to face ghosts to go mellon-ball our catelopes!
see, i object! no i am not an anhedonic wreck yes, i'm quite sure.
I just expect a little bit more
see, i object! no, i am not an anhedonic wreck, i just implore
that we should really exorcise more.
But Beefcake's got us in a sleeper hold. I just can't sit at ease and decompose
I think it's hazerdous to be so pusillanimous and I'll relax when this view is unanimous
So please reject those who insist that you're infected, dismissing our keen perceptions like:
"Injest this, kid, it gives you what you need."
No disrespect, but i suspect that you and i don't quite see eye-to-eye about our definition of succeed.
Like: "But so what if you are good at doing what you're doing when the
what that you are doing isn't doing every body any good?"
We know it can so we pursue what we demand:
"a hand from you naifs too jejune to do what you know that you should!"
see, i object! no i am not an anhedonic wreck yes, i'm quite sure.
I just expect a little bit more
see, i object! no, i am not an anhedonic wreck, i just implore
that we should really exorcise more.
"... and they're calling me a liar while everybodys freakin like their face is on fire.
But my mom is at church, and my dad, he ran away,
he didn't wanna listen to her nag all day
and i'm so thirsty but all that's in fridge is high-fructose orange-flavored diet Dr. Fizz
and there's nothing on tv and the stereo's broke and i don't wanna do my homework 'cause our school is a joke
, but that don't matter cuz I'm on a lotta meds: thinkalinl! zargarol! axif PM!
no, I'm not makin babies 'cause that would be mean oh, I wish i had some misoprostol and a time machine
to give my mom a second chance and make me less ignored but until that day I'm just gonna exercise more!
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