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FIREFLIES


 

Fireflies speak in morse code

with every flash of their tiny butts

 

What are they saying?

Maybe they are saying,
“Hey! What's up?”

 

or

 

“Have you seen the

latest Superman movie?”

 

Nah, fireflies aren't as shallow

like people. They talk about

how people are crazy, and how

they kill each other

and every other living

creature.

 

Fireflies aren't afraid to

talk about taboo things.

Afterall, they talk with

their luminescent asses.

 

Some people are like

fireflies. They talk with

their ass, and sometimes

a little bit more than just

light comes out of their ass.

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