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Daily Archives: July 27th, 2010

My pet parakeet migrated south to the place next to the handle of pan

Then he flew back darker than a black and tan

I forgot what the sun looks like and I am..

He interrupted, nah it’s an oil painted fake tan

And the Coast isn’t a picture book no more

They’re no longer colored in with crayon

The beaches got wildlife banned

Cause someone exploded their ball point pen. damn.

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