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Person Fifty-Four, Where Are You?

Dad’s a callin’. You be fallin’ . On your knees. Less you pleased To have size nines on your throat. Dad, he ain’t no goat. Come a lookin’ for you Climbing walls. Rippin’ daddy’s overalls. Dad ain’t happy. It’s your fault. Make dad look You just insult him. Keel hauled by dat phone!

You Don’t Scare Me, That’s MY Job!

We sprayed and sprayed and sprayed and sprayed. We prayed and prayed and prayed and prayed. But the goddamn insects would not stay Gone. We fought them tooth and nail. We struggled to no avail. Those bastards beat us. Big out creeped us. Tho we hammer them every day…