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Raped By Fate While On Route To the Bank

Down on one's luck Down to my last food stamp The luck of the draw, As luck would have it - I have no luck at all! Don't draw lines in the sand Draw funny looking mustaches On the photos of your enemies! Comb through any and all public trashes For better chances at finding rarer photographs To draw even funnier looking mustaches... ...You'd be surprised to find How quickly the time passes by... ...Protest endlessly In the unending rain Bundle up - Or catch your death, again! Cheat the odds - One more time! Share the last laugh With everyone else, so long as you possibly can! Radicalize the neighborhood children, Socialize the neighborhood wildlife - Split with the Neighborhood Watch Over irreconcilable differences - Concerning children and wildlife... ...Don't throw so many stones At all of those glass police officers - Instead of being so violently useless: Use those stones to build glassless homes... ...Or I doubt any of us Will be living long enough To see the days of a classless world!

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Date: 11/27/2016 5:14:00 PM
So fine to find a kindred soul. While it does not prove method in my madness, it does at least prove the possibility of reiterative redundancy, which sounds close to regenerativity, which sounds healthy to me.
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