you're next, | 1 |
the vet student said | 2 |
while holding up | 3 |
giant clippers. | 4 |
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the sheep's balls | 5 |
and part of its ball-sack | 6 |
shot ancient torture | 7 |
up our spines | 8 |
from the cement floor. | 9 |
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jay, gabe and i | 10 |
ran back to the trailer park | 11 |
from the vet school | 12 |
holding our nuts | 13 |
the whole way. | 14 |
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worst thing you | 15 |
could do | 16 |
to a man, | 17 |
we all agreed that night | 18 |
on the merry-go-round | 19 |
counting stars and | 20 |
measuring the universe | 21 |
through ten year old | 22 |
eyes. | 23 |
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of course | 24 |
not one hundred yards away | 25 |
in either direction | 26 |
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our dads were | 27 |
scheming options for flight | 28 |
while bleeding good years | 29 |
from their assholes | 30 |
under weight of | 31 |
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the | 32 |
one | 33 |
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true | 34 |
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tragedy. | 35 |
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