Let's talk about a thing or two that's real important; the big honking deals in life, y'know? I don't know, something, something, everything.
I bend to straighten, and straighten to bend. Wake up to look forward to bed. And the sleep is good. Or, well, until I can't wait until it's over at least.
Another day, another month. Ticking, ticking out and over. I am perpetually waiting. Sometimes I'm not, but then I'm waiting for that to be over too.
And when I'm awake it's good. It hits my stomach and the splash is wondrous. Filled and awed and shouting! Am I okay? Oh! Whoever cares couldn't even say! The rest is just chatter.
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