Developing karate moves in my grandparent’s basement
I was formerly developing hard-hitting thoughts in
My grandparent’s tub
This is the sum of my toil:
“I am hot, in this tub I am”
“I shall cut this hair, shear my fur I shall”
Think ahead
(The Voice of reason)
Then it hits me
(From the Almighty cosmos)
The heat would return!
Goddamn!
The heat would return to whip my scalp
Hair, or no hair
I sank back into the tub and was drowned
That was then
Now, I am developing karate
Isn’t life a picnic?
this is great stuff andrew.
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