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thinking about this poem rn

thinkin about Alvin, Simon and Theodore in these trying times

Cold sunny morning, Hot double egg Mcmuffin, Nina Simone on the vinyl, Watching my friend play Fortnite; Hello Wednesday

I'm not built for bar work the customers see the melancholy in my eyes

too damn sleepy to work this damn late night job

I'm a plurk soul I came to this strange plurk hoping I could plurk abit bout how to plurk and plurk

why is everyone drinking on a Tuesday night....and not me...

plurk on the work break call that a plurk break

lowkey got a bachelors degree

Trump stole the re-opening Alcatraz idea from me. I only learnt it closed down like a year or so ago and got quite sad about it

motivation for final submission so low I had to draw myself busting moves