…….Left to our own devices is crisis, humanity would get rid of all the mice’s, our struggles to survive have left us not the nicest creatures onboard the Ark; nature’s butt babies, umbilical cord shot out with a fart, it will be humanity that will blow humanity apart, told so many lies regardless of mouthwash our breath is always tart, on our death bed the stethoscope is pressed against our heart, bad news is jotted on our chart, trust me when I say our pathologist didn’t need a whole lot of smarts.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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