The Official Seething Sunday Thread
There'll be bats for dinner and bats for tea
Complaints from him, seething from me
A big fat rant for Sunday roast
For breakfast we'll all angst the most
And when the typing becomes a chore
We'd just grind those gears and spit them raw
Or open a window facing south
And let screams fly straight from our mouths
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