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Pinky and Brain
I expected summer to be there in the morning
I woke to the alarm
But she was out of arms reach
Sneaking out
On silent thighs
That were spent and sore
From the hot nights that came before
Karaoke for the deaf
This is what I need to start the day
A tub full of really bad memories
I had a strange dream about a killer robot-dinosaur with big blunt teeth who would scream "I wanna be your friend!" in a happy voice before it charged at my friends and tried to kill them. I escaped by hiding under a park bench.
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