Here it is two thousand and nine.
And you are still finding things to complain about...
While you sit, sip on soft drinks
And gossip on your behind!
You've attracted in your life...
What is lacking in your mind!
And not a productive thought have you expressed.
Or shown you had one to find!
Wasting time has been your occupation!
That is what you do best.
In a dissecting of others effectively processed.
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