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687 B
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31 lines
687 B
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categories:
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- Poetry
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date: 2020-06-21 12:00:00 +0000
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tags:
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- Realtalk
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title: Search Party
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layout: poetry
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---
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You left to interrogate brain cells
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On the whereabouts of Miss Happiness
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And took the shot
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The moment they muttered,
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"I'm sorry, I haven't the foggiest."
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It gave you quite the rush to see
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Each cell meet its own maker
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Which quickly borne a killing spree
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With the question as its chaser.
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You never did find Miss Happiness,
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But you forgot why you even cared
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And mistook her for your carelessness
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Whilst so cognitively impaired.
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All revelries meet their end, however,
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Which took with it your revelation
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Eliminating all of your leads
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In the Miss Happiness investigation.
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