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Is there anyone out there who can help me

  • Is there anyone out there who can help me write a surrealist poem?
  • A fish.
  • A quite smelly fish.
  • A quite displeased lad.
  • Why must you be such an angry young man,when your future looks quite bright to me? And how could there be such a sinister plan, that could hide such a lamb, such a caring young man
  • I pushed the stop button on my walk-man. Why did she put Styx on my mix-tape? Didn't she know I was into Jethro Tull? I rubbed my beard and pondered her music tastes.
  • I wanted to give her the benefit of a doubt, so I gave her a bye on Styx. She just picked the wrong era. Crystal Ball or Grand Illusion Styx would have been alright. Bleaching my
  • pubic hair would have been all wrong. "You're fooling yourself," she said. "Welcome to the Grand Illusion," I said. "Light up," she sneered. "Lady," I said, "I'd rather be a blue c
  • rush fan than a dope. Yeah, I’ve dreamt about waxing down my board and my cootchie, catching a big wave, about holding up a trophy without some black bush pushing out of my crotch.
  • Less panties, about finding a god that tells me to commit murder. A REAL one, so I have a good alibi in court. But then i realise my life is but an ugly rendition of At The Carwash

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