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Paper Boy


Extra extra extra read all about it!
Read all about the men who only seem to start shit.
Isn’t that what it’s about though? Life I mean, isn’t it about fame, glory, status, and that Ben Franklin green?
I thought it was about conspiracy, and how Obamacare is a scam
No you’re wrong there lady, it’s about how the republicans slaughter lambs.
It’s about a Harvard degree in law with a job in your pocket
No no no it’s about my hunk of a man, look he got me such a cute locket!
I thought it was about becoming a king and laughing at the proles
So you mean to tell me it’s not to love one and grow old?
No way is that the meaning, it’s about beer, guns, and sex!
No way man it’s all about the future IPhone ten, it gives us a new way to text.
I have an idea on what life might be about.
Shut up kid give us our paper, before my wife knows I’m out.
Out doing what sir you look like an honest man
Yeah you say that now but I'm on steroids and have a spray tan.
I lie to my mother she thinks I have a job, I mistreat other people and make fun of them until they sob.
No one is above me I can conquer any quest, but look at me I’m ruined I'm such a pathetic mess.
I don’t think so sir you look pretty fine from what I see.
How can you say that kid?
No judgement on others sir, that’s what life means to me.

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