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PointofView
PointofView
PointofView
PointofView
Most of what you do is crape~. Eye am well rounded.
You make too many mistakes and waste too many time.
Eye try too hard to make you happy.
You are consistently below average. No they are all OVER achievers.
You will never climb the ladder of success. Eye like it on the bottom rung. Wait what is a ladder rung.? Eye have heard this all mye life and so we will become a writer poet now. Eye assume this is meaning the part that is stepped on to clime the ladder. Could it mean a ladder ring? A sound. The sweet sound of success. Remember when the games became synonymous with losing and defeat. They portrayed the skiers crashing instead of laughing at the finish line they were somewhere on the middle ladder ringing ears in painful memory of there defeet crashing in the snow. When eye am eating OceanBites® eye am biting the Oceans' back or biting the Ocean back. Or fighting back he chewed the Ocean's bites. OR fighting back he chewed the Ocean's bits. Eye never skied up in the air off a ramp and deliberately tempted GOD to let me fly. Eye would look down and frown at my Chest to see iff there was a Large Red S there upon mye chest of drawers is where eye left it. Can Clark Kent Fly perhaps perhaps knot. Knautical miles at Sea BisQuit is rounding the Turn that radio down. Does a poem have to rhyme or is it prose's a question. Launch today was fishy. Perhaps eye will laugh at mye own jokes since eye am sitting silently. Eye wish that eye could bottle this and sell it. TO all the free world and all the ships at sea and Mother MCGillicuttying the fish is frying pan. It's all in how ewe look at mye point of view.




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