Trashbags
When I was a kid
We would bust holes in black garbage bags
To wear out in the rain
Where we played for hours
Drinking the rain water
Making soup
We were the rain children
There is a man working
Wearing a black trashbag
When I was a kid
We would bust holes in black garbage bags
To wear out in the rain
Where we played for hours
Drinking the rain water
Making soup
We were the rain children
There is a man working
Wearing a black trashbag
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Antiquated book
Suggests fax machine for home
Office. And land line.
Contractor testing
Is mostly comical. Bar
Set pretty low y’all
Of course now I need
To pass the class A test or
My bar will look low
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I dont want to judge
By what you produce but I
Judge paper pushers.
If you can’t make things,
Ok. But if you exploit those
Who do labor? No.
What color is your
Collar. And how did you get
It. Who got stepped on.
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Grown up is an illusion
A farce
Sold to children to make them obedient,
Lesser than.
Grown up is a bar set
When convenient.
Grown up is an excuse
A promise not kept.
And I don’t want to grow up
To be like you.
But if you are going to flaunt it at least fucking do what you say.
I would say if I weren’t so grown up.
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