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 The Complaint

The Complaint
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Sir we have a complaint against you. It seems you stink you wear your shoes twice longer than most people do. Tell us in your own words how often do you change those socks. My left sock has been on for far too long my foot is sweaty it's so much shorter than the other one and rubs the shoe against the foot when all eye do is walk in them. Eye find a sock every now and then within the week if this eye can and most every day is now the best and then is when eye change them again. Who was the complainer who was it the dike who dissed me some eye bet it was she cannot stand the stink of unwashed socks. She must have saw the way she looked at me in the mirror of my eye she seemed so uncomplete eye cry when people look at me them ways. They fished in the wrong water hole much longer they came up empty and the eye is smelling like a water lily. Some men leave the clothes upon the back a bit too longish they turn black or faded yellow with the stains of sweat and salt it would embarrass them if you made a complaint.


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