Power Plant Or Powder Room
A power plant or a powder room? Your choice
Crap!
One of those dreams again.
I had already had one of these last Thursday.
Isn’t there a limit or something?
I knew if I chose the wrong one
I could end up boiled in strawberry Jell-O
or
my teeth could be pulled out by rusty pliers.
I choose planetarium, I said smartly.
Found myself trampled by a swarthy buffalo a few seconds later.
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