THE POEM OF PURE RIGHTEOUSNESS
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Thread Topic: THE POEM OF PURE RIGHTEOUSNESS
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Splat sat.
He was a cat.
Splat sat on a mat.
Splat sang flat.
Splat sang flat on a mat.
His posture was atrocious,
His mouth was not open.
'Cuz he was laughing too hard to make sense of it all.
LIKE ME.
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god, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, but... jesus freaking christ I CAN'T GET OVER THIS PICTURE! freaking 7:02AM i open this email from barnes and noble and BAM! it's RIGHT. THERE. IN. MY. FACE.
.___. i'm done now. i'll post a longer rant on dA later. you might wanna check that out. on how cats can't sing flat. -
Alrighty then.
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