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Death, The Bad Kind
My daily heinous regimen:
I put on my crusty-moldy white socks.
I put on my unwashed-smelly hoodie.
I put on my acid-washed jeans.
I head downstairs.
I eat a rotten banana.
I eat spoiled yogurt.
I eat soggy cheerios.
I head out the door.
I hit my head.
I drop dead.
Sometimes,
Life may be as purposeless as this poem.
Give it your best
Because you’ve been blessed.
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