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This is a poem concerning child labor laws, tech vests and Lauren Magann's fingers. ENJOY.
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finger food and finger paints are childish pranks which those who do not belong spend their time with.
pygmy's sing scary songs and laugh devilish laughs and think silly thoughts with wings on their feet and sweater vests in large sizes but small sleeves.
then suddenly willy words and witty ni ttys and lemonade liquor combine to form lovely lovers who fall asleep together in the midst of the night.
all that you have left to live for is death, and death is nothing to live for in life, its something to die for.
death will play with your fingers in the night and paint with the food left for the children who are kept secluded in foreign countries.
these dying children, who, from lack of sleep, and lack of things to eat,
die
die
die.
thanks!
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finger food and finger paints are childish pranks which those who do not belong spend their time with.
pygmy's sing scary songs and laugh devilish laughs and think silly thoughts with wings on their feet and sweater vests in large sizes but small sleeves.
then suddenly willy words and witty ni ttys and lemonade liquor combine to form lovely lovers who fall asleep together in the midst of the night.
all that you have left to live for is death, and death is nothing to live for in life, its something to die for.
death will play with your fingers in the night and paint with the food left for the children who are kept secluded in foreign countries.
these dying children, who, from lack of sleep, and lack of things to eat,
die
die
die.
thanks!