This poem is a weird amalgamation of everything in my friend, Austin Rich's, brain


Confucious Says...

You die now

He who eats sweets, takes up two seats

...Thats what she said....

DOGFOOD

BEER IS GOOD, BEER IS GOOD, BEER IS GOOD... AND STUFF

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The answer to the ultimate question is... 42... but what is the question?

Goofayoo (good for you)

Fayoueeshee! (fuck you eat shit)

Hypotenuse (high on pot in use)

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

e=mc(c) (ps - That bastard Einstien stole this from me, goddamn plagerist)




Poetry by Russell
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Written on 2006-11-09 at 21:51

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