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and you invented me
and I invented you
and that's why we don't
get along
on this bed
any longer.
you were the world's
greatest invention
until you
flushed me
away.
now it's your turn
to wait for the touch
of the handle.
somebody will do it
to you,
bitch,
and if they don't
you will - mixed with your own
green or yellow or white
or blue
or lavender
goodbye.

( Charles Bukowski )
[ Love Is a Dog from Hell ]
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