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Created on: January 15, 2009
Then
A car, three bedrooms, two baths and a kitchen.
A table, four chairs, a TV and some mittens
A couch, a coat, shoes, and a stereo,
A cell phone, computer, and a masturbating lothario.
Is this it then?
Four walls, a roof, and we'll call it a shelter
Two buns, a patty; is it food or is it felching?
Beans, Queens, greens, and reds
Capitalism, Communism, it's time for bed.
Is this it then?
Seventy-two years, a few more or less
Depending on whether a man, woman, or mess
Some offspring and even some offspring of offspring
Make history, a legacy of perennial talking.
It strikes me that this might be it, then.
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