2013, Thus Far
My cat pissed blood
in the kitchen sink
and vomited
on the bathroom floor
He got old
and got laid off
He’s got to go
He’s got to go
She fell when she stood
and puked on her dog
She stayed home for three days
and washed her in the tub
He does not talk the same
and claims he is tired
But I have spoken with her
They cannot wait until September
I saw you in the hallway
You changed your hair
It has been 73 weeks
I type your name every day
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