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The unlucky Janitor haikus (Haiku) by Bachus

Clean up in room eight. Bumps table, and beaker spills. Doors lock. Sirens sound The white coats show up But the janitor is gone. Now, zombie with mop.

TanHand 7-Feb-03/7:21 PM
Bill Z. Bub just jerked off all over my secret stash of dime store wingtips.




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