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[bodytext] => Krypton kicks its child to the curb, as I land on some weird field in Kansas. The locals here pass suspicous glances, begging for hand outs from the local gods. Gods named Neptune, Happiness, Stitch, Hippinurse, or any other vet of which to illicit some sort of praise from. The ones who conquered the Titans, that took down the old guard, to put up the new guard, which only some retard would mistake for something new. Here I come TO SAVE THE DAY!!!!! To land on this spot and spray an alien tongue on everyone so that when I'm done we can have some fun. Let's use our status to change what passes, teach these children, these huddled masses, to breathe free their creativity uninhibited to write freely and try new things. Other wise, you caused change for no reason. You rearranged, got rid of the seasoned, for no reason. Think about it, before earth kicks this child to the curb. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 69 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => poets )
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