Read Vonnegut. Work to Death. Make awful music. Write, Write, Write.

 

So I thought I’d let you know

That my father’s twice the man

That you could ever be

And when your son grows up

I hope he sees the coward and the crook

The house you shook

And the world you took away from me

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