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An agave stabbed me. The wound will heal, but the pain will endure. For recompense, I shall have tequila.
If I mistreat you girl Sho don't mean no harm If I mistreat you girl Sho don't mean no harm Cause I'm a motherless child Who don't know right from wrong
The first letter of each line in this poem Actually spells a word that in fact In a sense to one, another to some Likely refers to the butt of a cat.
I woke up to find out it was the 20th. I should have paid more attention yesterday.
There once was a fish Who hadn't a job And so with each dish He ate like a slob.
Whispering, waiting, while wearing white when withering, winding wants wash weary watchers.
The next time I go, I don't want to know about it. I'd rather wait in suspended disbelief until it all catches up with me on the other side. While I know that the shock takes some time to get over, I'd rather that then experience the fear…