I Really Shouldn't Eat in the Sand.
In sunshine doses
I furiously eat my pasta
in the sand.
It burns!
I squirms!
Unable to withdraw it all with my hands.
No luck
says I
as it multiplies;
grain by grain.
Sigh...
what a fucking pain.
In sunshine doses
I furiously eat my pasta
in the sand.
It burns!
I squirms!
Unable to withdraw it all with my hands.
No luck
says I
as it multiplies;
grain by grain.
Sigh...
what a fucking pain.
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