You have strolled into Shitespace.
Do not be alarmed, it's quite nice here.
Just kick off your shoes, put your feet up, and have a giggle
in our cosy little haven where nothing matters,
and you're safe from the nasty outside world.
As I stagger through this stupid world
With all its stupid places
I snigger at the stupid folks
And all their stupid faces
The stupid sky lies up above
With stupid clouds inside it
A stupid bird sings stupid songs
I really canít abide it.
My stupid feet climb stupid hills
For no apparent reason
As I await, with stupid grin,
Each coming stupid season
With stupid voice in stupid tune
I sing some stupid dittty
And wish, with stupid pointlessless
That life could be less stupid.
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Please select the farm animal which best expresses your enjoyment
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