It crept up, like the hamburglar. Earth Day! Who knew? It seems like years since it’s been here. (George Harrison). How I forget again -- why it’s embarrassin’; and my chronic negligence gives me food to chew. Why am I always forgettin’ about Blue Earth? I should be talkin’ rainbow birds up in the sky. Instead, I’m all, Look out. here comes mud in your eye, me jungling along with my jiggly fast-food girth. Maybe if a fascist kicked me in the asshat once in a while, I would be less egocentric less eeyore-sounding and goofy dododentric. One fine punch in the snot locker. That would be that. He we go again. What was I talkin’ about? Quick: Somebody give me a quick kick in the snout.
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