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Ninja Buddha

I met the buddha today sitting under a tree told him violence was the only cure that no bald hippie would ever set the world free like a tension spring he jump to his feet his face on fire no trance of that sublime meditative state without a word of comprise or a attempt at a debate he kick me in the balls battered me black and blue shoved a tennis racquet up my ass as i laid there in tremendous pain how i wish i kept my mouth shut and just walked on past as he rolled my aching body to nearest ditch he whispered in my ear karma can be a evil *****

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