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Like the monkey wrapped his tail around the flagpole,
The one who burned his asshole,
Explaining that-what a hassle?!
That's what you get...
For carrying the grinder's cup,
Wearing a hat with a tassel,
Hanging around the castle,
The monkey's our cousins
Some are almost men,
96% the same-if no better than,
But the species differ from us in that
-some have no tails.
None of us has one

Rapspierre believes jack up the car

Baby gets bored with the sociality
of the Bohemian rump of the petty Bourgeoisie
Bar flies on dung
These swarming on shit
Public enemies, exquisite cups of spit
Commodores, Judases, devils, all entrepreneurial pains in the ass
Capitalist pawns standing on the backs of the under classes
To reach high enough to stick their noses in the asses
For those they service, the creators of the masses
The bourgeoisie,
the ruling classes,
The makers of progress and history
The driving force behind modernity.
They who profit most from the toil of the masses.
The bourgeoisie.
The ruling classes.

How many stairs must a man walk down, before he can be called a man?
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paulsbreakfast On Jun 08, 2017
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