So, you try to learn the language.
It’s hard in dull surrounds.
Still, you gather the essentials.
And, as you’re that way inclined, you add it all up, you fit the jigsaw pieces together. Bit by bit. … Messy picture. Weird statistics. Tired, tiring, tiresome compulsion. God help you. … Eventually, you realize 60% of the words boil down to genitalia and objectionable people, the other 40% encapsulate variations of GET LOST and GO AWAY.
Hard to believe but it’s true.
No wonder you find it hard to communicate.
This world has lost its way, if ever it knew it.
Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, ahh SCREW IT.
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