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thanks guys, here's take 2
The American Dream Revisited
Everyday a little boy gets his fix,
Two pills from the doctor erases his twitch.
Tweak for the children,
Trips for the tired,
Weed for the lucky,
And Smack for the dieing.
They hook all them up,
And jail us for trying.
The American dream?
You have to be joking.
I want whatever my country is smoking.
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Originally Posted by ZenDennehy
It was fucking awful, a sort of tortured sound, like a sheet of paper being ripped in half and it finished up with a bubbling, squeaky sound.
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Poetry of a mad man:
Finite Fantasy
The American Dream Revisited
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