demaratusinTW
Joined: 25 Feb 2007
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 2:29 am Post subject: The Crabpot |
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Finding crabs in the dining pot I woke up the other day sleepy as a gorilla and smashed one right over my old lady's butt then found out this isn't the right place to be, no, not here in this cage of a city where there are the faces bleak as bleached Canadians walking in their sunny smiles down the TopMart aisles and I'm thinking Hey, there's the crabpot back home still sitting there waiting for me to take a bite out of one and Whine, whine whine!!! of the next door neighbor's daughter eating the grind of her mother's complaint plate so I dive in there, grab a crab and crack open the shell seeing no one's around now to spit the gunk out I feel inside.
Crabs, that's all they are. |
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