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Unemployment Lining (Free verse) by Jeremi B. Handrinos
Motherfucking bullshit
I honestly can't stand it anymore.
the world has gone to shitzville
on a magic carpet named remodeling.
Siding plastic, you can even hose it off.
You make me sicker than I make myself.
Hows that grab you? you are a sellout
that never even got a chance to sell.
A hasbeen still waiting for others to say
move, or talk that whisper of "getty up" lamby,
baah, baah, blind as the dog sheep.
Soon, I'll will weave you into a warm hood
concealing my third eye chakra and meld in
I will be you. I will get you. I will make you
pay. Then for kicks...
I will Franchise
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