Saturday, April 09, 2011
At the end of the world

at the end of the world
the acme wrecking crew will all be pissed.
pink slipped all
nothing left to destroy
crying to Shivanada
how will i feed my family? Who will pay my cable bill?

its cold now. i cant sleep. no more time left.
my foot hurts and i hope i am good looking in the next incarnation of time-space-simulation.

Second coming of Bob Hope and his High Priestess Lucille Ball. Her gams look great under that robe.

I just know it.

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