There was a conversation that led to most pool table carpet being green. There was a man who defied and argued against the green sheen on the billiard machine. This man time has forgotten and even refused to remember. All this man wanted was the chance to shoot balls into pockets in a different color. This man was not foolish, just extravagant in his demeanor. He toiled for abnormal. He died for something, maybe not non green pool table lining, maybe not for cancer, but because cancer. But that man didn't die in vain. Pool tables today can be custom made with bible verses, advertisements for leaner cuisener, your dead hunting dog, your fake patriotism, parrot feathers, guava lips, sturgeon ferris, line handled honesty, mursgopa--- i lost it there huh? But there are blues to be pooled, other shades of green to be balled upon. I think it was the guy who pushed for hearts and diamonds on playing cards who said "what the fuck does care fucking care?" And with that, a baby got his first gold tooth, the hair part was de-invented, and purses go smaller. All is calm, all is well. Sunrise, Sunsip.
Opposite Correlation to time it took to write and quality (for me): All The Good Songs Have been Written
What Freud said: your mom
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