(no subject)
Sitting wide awake last night, I pondered the wonders of the world
What would my own blood taste like?
I got out the carving knife and proceeded to trace my heritage right down the highway.
Then I thought,
How stingy.
The children in China don't get to partake in our luxuries.
So instead I squirted a hearty portion into an envelope,
Addressed it to the other side of the world,
And sealed it shut with the piss from my infected urinary tract
So all the kids would know
I suffer too.
What would my own blood taste like?
I got out the carving knife and proceeded to trace my heritage right down the highway.
Then I thought,
How stingy.
The children in China don't get to partake in our luxuries.
So instead I squirted a hearty portion into an envelope,
Addressed it to the other side of the world,
And sealed it shut with the piss from my infected urinary tract
So all the kids would know
I suffer too.