There used to be a nice, nice knee...
but a mad car driver thought, it might be fun..
to see a person on a bike overrun..
so he texted, smoked and sung at the same time..
and thought of his dinner with rosmary and thyme..
and smashed a persons knee very quickly so that
the persons blood dropped out of the wound thickly...
A sad poem by a sad chocaddict.
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