I straddle my device,
place my feet, and with legs
of beefy propulsion I
Push!
to Freedom!
to Health!
to fastmolten assets!
And as all of your horses
pull you lazily past me,
I choke on their flatulence.
place my feet, and with legs
of beefy propulsion I
Push!
to Freedom!
to Health!
to fastmolten assets!
And as all of your horses
pull you lazily past me,
I choke on their flatulence.
Current Mood:
discontent
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