I’m not quite pickled enough
for the presidency.
Get my name out of your mouths, please.
Why is it I always wake up on my knees,
with the blazing scenery
not yet fleshed out?
Good question.
I have an even better answer,
but it’s obvious your jelly ears
can’t handle it.

-r. miller

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