Dripping with satire,
His tongue wagged a tale
Of redemption and rehabilitation,
The likes of which had never been heard in these parts.
He waxed poetic of absurdity… 171 more words
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I began Monday in a sour mood. I begrudgingly got out of bed, brushed my teeth, and rebelliously threw my hair in a messy bun to say “screw you, I don’t care.” After performing some version of getting ready, I huffed my way to the office. 624 more words