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 Overheard Supposition

Overheard Supposition
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Snitching is a crime am eye a snitch my time has got to be worth more than this.
The boys was simply boys and not real criminals they pitched some eggs Oh where eye am amiss at this eye am not sure they are not worry or even sorry or contrite they plan on tossing eggs all night  the police they said just barley missed catching them instead they are scot free. No one else has noticed this eye must keep this information just to me oh happy me eye can just surmise the acid test the egg comes flying now at me to hit me in the vest. They have some eggs now on their faces they passed the test and toss them useless and they miss the elder statesmen on the lawns of all the mansions of the minions as they all drive around the lawns and toss those eggs out at us all the eggs are useless to be eaten they are tasteless in the grass and baseless as a substance they are fun only to the ones who do the tossing not for fun unto the millions getting eggs on.
 


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