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January 15, 2014
Sloth is the devil
of mankind,
and the severed head
of the demon dread.
And if you don’t take
yourself off to bed,
I swear no more
those stairs you’ll tread.
You may think it cool
to have ‘street cred’,
but the time has come,
to go earn some bread.
The game is over,
I’m so seeing red.
This battle of wills,
is now at a head.
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