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the military is on the way to your house and have the most advanced weapons possible
you are a discrace to humankind
(withered chicass beek....)
Is this a dead meme? Ok...
They're the items of dream, they're songs that make you sing.
They're poems of the meaning of life.
They're the eggs for your bread,
They're the wishes the heart makes.
They're everything a jerk like me could have.