The Rodentia Files
Copyright© 2023 by Whisperz
Chapter 4
Maybe I am a loser cause I was distracted all my life by my preoccupation with the logic of emotions. My sights were set on a different horizon. My feet were on a different path. My breath is death. My farts are many. My stink is stank.
Or something.
My eyes were on a distant horizon.
Was I a dreamer or was I an idiot?
Was I a fart or just a fandangle?
Was I a turd or just a dingleberry?
Does anyone give a rat’s ass?
Does reality bend?
Am I around the bend?
Aren’t we all??????!
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