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I've got to leave my house in ten minutes,
so this is a quicky.
Bug Trail
“Ouch.” Bug number 2,010 bit me. I’m feeling itchy.
One bite is on my back in an inconvenient place that I can’t reach.
The number of bugs that have bitten me today is only
Surpassed by my heart rate, currently 3,000 bpm, which indicates
My critical out of shape condition.
I currently feel like an avocado
With a thick layer of green fat covering me.
Ah, if there was an easy way of slicing this fat away
To get to my core
I would swallow that pill in an instant
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