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Thursday Poem

Red Bull gives you wings, the vodka mixed in,

Really gets you flying. Problem? I’ll deny it.

Alcohol is a depressant, they say,

Depressed me meet depression juice, Happy Thursday.


“You’re a loser”, inner monologue sounds like Trump though.

Ties with Russia?Me too, vodka is her name-o.

Too much of her and I babble like a chump,

INCOMING, INCOMING, massive data dump.


What would I do without this internet?

Wasting away my time, no regrets!

How do they work though, all those bits and blips?

I’ll learn about it later, time for chips and dip!


Oh no, these aren’t good chips at all,

they’re made of kale, taste appalling.

Midnight snack status currently = ruined

This is just utterly, unspeakably cruel. 




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