โI like big books and I cannot lieโ Yโall other readers canโt denyโ When a tome strolls past with its thick old spineโ Itโs like, damn novel, you so fineโฆโ
It sort of just keeps going like that, the song is way longer than I remembered. Really the only other part worthy of your time would be, โMy oblongata donโt want none unless you weigh tonne, son.โ And now you know pretty much what I did yesterday. ๐
I do have a more legitimate rhyme salvo to lob in your general direction today. Weโll talk a bit more at its close, enjoy!
โFaulty Circuitsโ, July 9, 2020.
Impracticably negative
Outlook and feedback loops
Crassly dour and segregative
To vulnerable groups
This tribalistic hatred foulโs
A separate class of drugs
Both like to leave with ingrained scowl
And each will render slugs
Self-loathing is the frequent root
To seek out eitherโฆ
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