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the Anti-twitter 

*** the Anti-twitter I met the Anti-twitter Its being came from the sun and sky, And, powerless, I'm asking why That I should even try To cease remaining bitter. I met the Anti-twitter. ***

annihilation 

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ANNIHILATION

We are here to annihilate the elimination of persons.

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scrambled eggs 

SCRAMBLED EGGS

A tower constructed of tinsel and glitz Sits in the posh uptown. And folks gather round Hoping they’ve found A magic connection to some semblance of wealth.   While others sit at a counter downtown As waffle house cooks process orders astound them With scrambled and grits and Maybe hash browns. Knowing they’ve found the true secrets of health. * *
 

the happening 

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Does life happen to us?

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Do we happen to life?

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same ol' 

* SAME OL' Same ol,' same ol' Digging this enormous hole Wonder why it's taken toll Same ol,' same ol'   Same ol,' same ol' Wonder if we'll find our soul Dig and dig the biggest hole Same ol,' same ol,' same ol.' * *    

Disarmament 

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Disarmament

Perhaps one of our corporate goals in life should be to disarm stupid people.

Perhaps this statement is stupid and disarming.

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what if? 

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WHAT IF?

What if some of the work hours used to control the growth of grass and shrubs was used to address some real issues?

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The slaves of the NCAA 

 

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The slaves of the NCAA had a banner year. They got fattened up on lavish training tables. They performed beautifully. And their owners waddled to the banks with billions in gambling receipts. Hail to gladiators 2019. ************

on schedule 

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ON SCHEDULE

It occurred to me that drivers of vehicles are moving towards their death. It matters not if they drive fast or slow, erratic or smooth. They will arrive at their destination on schedule.

 

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dearest prince 

* dearest prince   Dearest Prince –   Since you feel You can kill at will And dismember those who fail to kneel, We will mince no words, And we will kill with pen.   Your mouth is full of turds. Your lineage absurd. Free flying birds                     will shit on your head.   In your slime and scum, The dead will drag you down, Where you will drown in flatulent opulence.   What you have done makes no sense. Hence, with every breath You will die a death of Disgrace and dishonor To your heritage.  Read more