I'm in a different place,
A new world,
In a bizarre space,
Emails remind me,
Of why I hate,
This race,
Of how many times,
You can get in my
Face,
Stop please
Stop please
I am on my
Knees
Trying to sneeze
You all away,
You aren't making
My day,
You are crippling
My space,
So don't send me
Anymore spam
I already own
The can,
And I'm going out
to
Dance.
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