It's here again, comes around another year.
Last year the sewer line broke, I didn't miss the irony!
This year is all about love....
A family event!
Gorblimey.
Nothing is sacred,
Look what they stole.
At the end of their rainbow
Is a filthy black hole.
Love this, love that....
Put your furs on....
Love the cat.
Love her, love him....
It's a total freak show.
Where to begin.
They put on corruption,
Sow the seed,
Eat the poison and see where it leads.. ..
Hear again,
Proud is out.
Proud is out.
They prophesy their future.
Have no doubt.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 21st, 2024 06:38
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Comments4
Here it is indeed. Love would not be bad if it truly was, but you can't buy love (although many would try to convince you otherwise). The 24th just around the corner but it means little to me. But then again what do I know? I'm just another ignorant slob. Good write
Thanks, the date was misleading.
I gave it an edit.
From one ignorant slob to another, cheers!
Being in the UK, am I missing a date/event here?!
LGBT Mardi Gras came up when I googled the date.
Be careful, could be trouble googling the date.
If in UK format it will be 24.02.
But in U.S format it will be 02.24. When's the 24th month?! lol.
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