Tell me the news, anchor man.
Oppression makes people smart.
I really don't like people knocking on my door.
You're a handful and fight more than the girls.
I see you.
You get paid more and there they go.
The girls.
The field.
There's no place for my place.
Catch and release to my escape.
Yes, now I'm unemployed.
Sunday, July 7, 2019
Glass Ceiling
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