• Wertheimer [any]
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    11 months ago

    Triangles were fallin at the window as the Fartlow cursed

    She was a cartoon long forsaken by the public eye

    The nurse adjusted her garters as I breathed my first

    The doctor grabbed my throat and yelled, "God's consolation prize!"

    I belong to the H generation and

    I can take it or leave it each time