Monday, June 8, 2015

Chip on the shoulder

Chip on the shoulder,
you lay a chip on your lips as Lays puts a chip in your hip.
yeah, I got a chip on my shoulder,
crummy you won't close your mouth to chew
while peeking over my shoulder!
I’m self makin’ myself,
I’m trying to make it out of this city south of Boulder.

I’m stuck in a web, attempting to create a form without input from anyone.
Given my variables and values, I keep seeking validation,
but there’s no input from anyone.  

I’m going to keep creating and pounding this keyboard with the force of a ton.  While I’m at it, I’m going to rap at the top of my lungs.  Am I done?  No! No one gets a life multiplied by more than one.  The interlude has begun…


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