Don’t take beats, if you can’t take heats. ~Madison E.
Bloops
Blooping round the corner,
Blooping round the street.
Blooping at the people,
and everyone you meet.
Taking all your time,
these bloopings mean a lot.
Taking ‘way their time,
you poke and prod and knot.
Many hours after,
you come out after dark.
You sidle up to people,
poke them and then bark!
They yelp with surprise,
and fury in their eyes,
and you can not contain them,
they take their spit and flem and then,
and *foosh*!
you are a sight,
because of those dang bloops in the night.
This is a touching bumper sticker.
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