I pisss
And pisss.
And pisss
And pisss.
My life is pisss.
For I am old.
I Urinate
And Urinate
And Urinate
And Urinate
Urination’s my existence
For I am very elderly
and a little erudite.
(If I weren’t erudite,
I would pisss)
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