Autobiography poem
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- Why do they look like that?
- Look at them how embarrassing HAHAHAHA
- Haha
- Wog boy sits in a crowded bus close to his old motherclad all in black
- Fifty pairs of eyes eagerly plotting his mental destruction
- Their laughter is like a hot knife;and his feelings are but butter
- The walls of that old bus are starting to move intent of crushing him to death
- In which to cry out, to cry out for mercyfor some two-bob God who has pre-plotted his destiny
- And he looks for some way out.theres no one to turn tobut his old mother clad all in black
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