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Fur Covered Blur
At the very end
she cut the ribbon
and it left me in stares,
A commotion now common
as three piece suits
steam roll into
one long built up gufaw,
They parade one way
(look left)
Then another
(look right)
Until I feel myself wrapped up
(skin tight)
I can feel a rise out of them
as I flash full incisors,
Paralyzed and knee high in shit
I hear the little ones say
"How do we end up like this?"
