Sunday, Apr. 07, 2002 - 5:20 p.m.

This is bothering me now.

What the hell is wrong with my brain?!

I. Can't. Write. Poems. Dot.

...and I've got a headache. But I'll survive.

Although any thoughts that could've been transformed into entries for here have been totally wiped from my mind.

Yip.

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Quizblot was funny,

Was born to entertain,

Quizblot was so funny,

He couldn't feel pain!

At least that's what the people throwing stones thought. They thought 'Hey, he's an comedian, and he's small and green. Why not make him a target and watch him suffer for us! He'll be okay!'.

Poor Quizblot died because people thought he was immune to the damage they caused him for their entertainment. But nobody wept for him.

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Heh...

Yip.