If someone gave me space to build a skyscraper.
Why...I'd build one.
Build one would I.
Tall and sleek. And dynamite freaks
would touch themselves. Thinking of the possibilities.
Why...I'd build one.
Build one would I.
Tall and sleek. And dynamite freaks
would touch themselves. Thinking of the possibilities.
But.
If someone gave me a quiet place,
unworthy of explosive tastes.
I'd build an outhouse.
With textured twin rotating screens.
And movie people would watch me pee in cold weather.
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