Combatwoundedveteran My Spine! My Spine! My Spine!
you're my candidate when i say you mow an amazing lawn
and keep your bed tidy! you're my candidate cause i've
never heard you swear or seen you throw temper tantrums
or spit on the little guy when you stick your boat shoe
in his mouth, cracking his imperfect teeth! you're my
candidate, cause when it comes down to it, you can see
right through all my bullshit with your warm and sunny
disposition! how does it feel to be a beacon of light
amongst a large group of bottom feeders and heathens? how
does it feel to be the greatest person alive in a world
divided between the pre-ops and the post-ops? i hope your
foothold in the bladder of life will help you churn out
more miracle workers like yourself!!!
