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"Oh Shit, It Explodeded" by PaYaSiN

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Veins : Rush,
Thoughts : Clash,
Lungs: Collapse!
Fry beans with a flask,
Quiet; Quick
Wait, don’t rush it.
Silent, confused
Watch out; Catholic boys,
Never go behind the pews.
Haha, makes me laugh,
Don’t wanna listen?
Fine become the laughing stock,
Of your
Whole class.
Your family : Dirty white trash.
You : useful as a wet
Food stamp.
No one wants you,
So no one cares,
Boom boom, bang
Funeral,
No one came.




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On Tuesday April 8th, 2008, Mab (1018) writes:
i like how this beat my head from side to side.good stuff!


On Friday April 11th, 2008, PaYaSiN (46) writes:
ahha. thanks. =D hopefully it was a good beating upside the head! =D


On Sunday March 30th, 2008, PaYaSiN (46) writes:
Haha. I agree, I was in a comedic mood when I wrote this. I love my funny writing like this, I always try to throw in some lame stuff like the third to last line, but sometimes people take it too seriously and say its crap. Then again what the hell do they know? ;]


On Sunday March 30th, 2008, Alanarchy (1599) writes:
Amusing stuff. And the prose is very unusual. Different then what I've come to expect round these parts. Write on. And welcome.



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