so the penguin violated me tonight

inconsiderate jackals really burn my biscuits.
like,
did the parents teach them any manners?
so the penguin clearly lives in new yawk.
after his life of crime,
he is “one of us” now.
bitter,
i’m sure.
so i’m standing on the train by the door,
minding my business,
when…

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