I remember well the carrot. And how one must be tough like the carrot, for it does not bend like the celery. How we must be hard like the carrot to take life's (and set pieces') knocks. How we must be long like the carrot and endure well past beyond the point of sanity.
OH the carrot. If only I were as totally fucking sweet as thou.
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OH the carrot. If only I were as totally fucking sweet as thou.
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