My Bollocks
By magicdarer
Sun, 19 May 2013
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They are my friends
Friends I don't talk to
I feed them
They throw up
They are with me for life
they smile epididymisly
making semi-babies
waiting robotically
Like kamikaze
they throw themselves into kleenex
Their world is round too
Their ozone layer hairy
Their outer space
Is my daily life
They have a permanent
Bolt on launch pad
With inflatable
Monocular rocket
Pleased to be of service
Orbital since 3 mill BCE
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