Hammer Time

Well here I am

There you are

I smell ham

It's time to spar

Rotting meat on the counter

Rotting meat between my teeth

Should I floss, if I don't at what cost

Mybe I will have to gum you to death

But the pieces may be hard to diggest

Another word another THINK

OH NO

I think I just lost it all down the SINK

Now it's time to bring us back to where I began

You

Me

And the smell of HAM

THE END

 

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