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"Gym": This Fuckin' Guy Posts Twice in One Day.

Gym
At the fucking gym
(Yes, I fucking know.
I don't seem like the type to go to fucking gym. I know I certainly don't fucking look like I go to the fucking gym),
At the motherfucking climbing gym,
(I know, I fucking know),
The guy I was climbing with,
Asked me about the fucking show
At Shea Fucking Stadium,
Which is a nightclub in fucking Bushwick.
Where I'll be doing
Some fucking poems
With King Fucking Missile,
On June 27th,
And Schwervon is fucking playing too.

So he says,
"I've been climbing with a motherfucking rock star,"
And I say,
"I prefer the term 'has-been.'"

And then I said,
"Better a has-been than a never was, I guess,"
In an effort to make myself feel a little fucking better.

An effort which fucking failed,
Because I don't even fucking know
If I'm a fucking has-been
Or a motherfucking never was.

Oh, fuck me.
I'm just in a motherfucking mood today.
It will fucking pass,
Just like every other fucking thing will pass.
5/21/2015

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