wednesday wasn't the big job i was hope'n for.
but it sure ended in a sweet note.
gotta pack of the yellow's and half way through gotta crazy idea.
made a new partner attached to this plan.
we're in it together, let's smoke this joint.
hahaha.
yeah! ironic, terminology misused,
hear'n strike talk for being abused,
i'm getting out of the suicide business,
my lungs will determine my success.
my landlord is coming february first,
by then we'll have the escape plan rehearsed.
i'll welcome him into my room,
he can then witness the smell of doom.
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