OUCH!: Poem of the Day/// hbz

Curb Sitters: Down To 3 Blues
He said:
"I'm a path five mystic
with secondary instincts towards path two/// So far."
("I was raised an Indigo Child.")
He said:
"It's raining chunks of meat in California."
("That was in the 1800's.")
He said:
"I can empathize with him (Sure)
But, that Asshole's got to go."
("Now we can talk more about The Monkees.")

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