Once upon a midnight in June, I couldn't see the moon. No matter how high I looked, I couldn't see the stream that brooked
In the night's sky so high,
I wanted to eat thy pie
But I knew that I could not
cuz Fred's mother kept on buying pot.
I asked myself, "am I chapped,
Or is it just that I snapped?"
Today's comic is so scared,
I must take to get repaired. -Mikey
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