The sky has fallen
The sea has boiled
The Earth has shaken
The contingency’s foiled
The zombies prowl
But I’m okay:
Whipped cream goes “psshhhh”
And they can’t take that away
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How To Spot A Sociopath
I saw a man at Starbucks
Ordering hot cocoa.
The barista asked, “You want whipped cream?”
And that sick human being said “No.”
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