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a poem i wrote a long time ago |
| [Introduction]
I WAS WALKING DOWN THE STREET TRYING TO GET OUTA THE HEAT I WAS DRINKING A BEER WHEN SOMETHING WAS CRAWLING AT MY FEET IT WAS JUST AN ANT CRAWLING AWAY BUT I WAS HAVING A BAD DAY I HAVE TO TAKE IT OUT ON SOMEONE WHAT MORE CAN I SAY I FUCKING CRUSHED THIS BUG IT WAS FLAT AS A RUG BUT IF I KNEW WHO IT WAS I WOULD OF GAVE IT A HUG I WENT HOME AND HEARD MY MOTHER WHY THE HELL DID U KILL YOUR BROTHER I TOLD HER IT WAS JUST AN ANT SHE SAID YOU MOTHER FUCKER I TURNED INTO AN ANT CRAWLED IN THE POCKET OF MY PANTS MY MOM DID MY LAUNDRY AND KILLED ME BROTHER ANT |
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