Paper Boliage

Paper Boiliage

“Wellem!” the newsies say.
The paper boy went around and collected back in the day.
When he said to her he wanted tennis lessons,
she lobed out two slabs ah salmon and some rice pudding between.

Never ask a tennis instructor on your paper route,
if you can steal her fine panties and distribute to the boys in the hood.
The Just, Do It.

I brought my brother over,
he read my mind up from Califia,
I thought he would screw her while I was in her bathroom,
collecting the clean panties.
But he already got mastered, some say Love.
She Screamed “Thieves!”
as we skulked off into fire lit evening,
to collect smores.

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I miss the @mister_lister of yore. The one who was supportive, creative, was med compliant and kept others on their meds. Can you bring that version back? You sound like a broken chat bot. Is any of this getting through to you? Can you understand and remember what I’m talking about?

The cops decided to loosen up my chemical restraints so I could wipe my ass and remember anal proboscis alien intruders like you. Believe me the chemical restraints are solidly still on, despite your slanderous claims, and my attempts to break the addiction to them. 20 years of psychiatric drug addiction is harder to break than voice hearing issues have ever been for me … I just wasn’t told the opportunity or option for a long time, by the time I found out, it was too ■■■■■■■ late I guess. Its ok I’ll die in ghetto and cremated and put on some ■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■ relatives storage locker, they will won’t be able to pay for. That’s what makes me MAD as Hell! Thanks for the saccharine though … tastes just as sweet as pure Cain.

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