.xxUNDER INVESTIGATIONxx Observe how Jr. stands heavy and doesnt have to listen. He keeps his stance ready, hands sweaty with aphorisms. He captures rhythm from anything that leaves him in a mellow stupor. Jrs out to mingle, life is rent and hes the super. Young Jr. still cant understand grieving. The only time he spent with his pops was during beatings. Jr. will not be taken lightly. He will walk the earth and impale whoever he encounters obstructing vision while he sight-sees. His teachers always gave him an F in life, thinking they had him fooled. Unlike Junior, they will never latch on to how essential the F in life is. Their entire life has been a life with the F removed. There is a junior in all of us, obscured by the opinions of strangers. By falling asleep we pawn our pride for the manger. Its such a shame we breeze right by the disclaimer. It will not strike a nerve until your verve is in immediate danger. We cant forget what its like to be a youngster in a realm crawling with parasites pouring newborns into dumpsters. Junior never requested this handout. He doesnt fret or bump heads, out of respect he kisses the rams mouth. How did you get so smart? Our junior doesnt fully grasp the word seniority. When he glances over at you, he sees a mess on a sketchpad. Your ruling carries with it no authority.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 16:20:08 +0000
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