This is a real oldie from Wednesday, February 20th, 2008. I'm posting it in response to Gleb's Thought Bubble.
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Saccharine kiss, a sugar twist
To complement my
Coffee-black and coffee-bitter
Thought-bubble mind
Hoping to pop like a zit
Fully half the time
About ready to quit
Just when life's all like
"Here we grow again,
'Cause once you pop
You just can't stop
Until the fat lady sings
At your sparsely attended funeral."
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pop pop pop
keep blowin' them bubbles, brendan.
if all of life is the ocean, then our thoughts are the froth on the tip of a wave.
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