Thursday, October 12, 2017

The Gospel of  Saint Kurt
              I tell you, we are here on earth
        to fart around and don't let anybody 
                      tell you different.
      True terror is to wake up one morning
        and discover that your high school 
               class is running the country.
               Here we are, trapped in the 
                  amber of the moment.
                      There is no why.
           Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. 
              It's hot in the summer and 
                      cold in the winter.
          It's round and wet and crowded.
               On the outside, you've got 
                  a hundred years here.
              There's only one rule that 
                    I know of, babies.
    "God damn it, you've got to be kind."
                           So it goes.

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