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I was at the grocery store

the other day.

The family behind me in line

was speaking Klingon.

I didn't understand

but somehow I was sure

they were talking about

me.

This morning I realized

it was your birthday

but I didn't give

a shit.

I tried to give a shit

but you're an asshole

and an asshole is an asshole

is an asshole.

They said to be prepared

but they never said for what...

I guess they didn't

know.

And so I fell asleep

holding my guitar

like a shotgun.

They always tell me that my heart

is in the right place.

Well I sure hope so,

cuz where else would it be?

I like it where it's at,

all filled with feelings,

in my thoracic cavity.

I called up Kurt Cobain,

it was a Wednesday,

and he came over for

tea.

Not pennyroyal tea,

that would be irony.

Or would it really?

Huh.