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[aid] => mick
[title] => SUBSERVIENT
[time] => 2011-05-18 13:08:41
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[bodytext] => I wish to complain said the over privileged drain to society, quite plain but daddies millions comfort on days that rain Oh, how you'd pull the chain if you could, but you're too tame so you hold your refrain even though she's as pleasant as a brown smelly stain she calls for your boss, Wayne who asks the lady why she complains nothing on the lines of natural justice to gain her financial might. Connections. No brain required to see that the chain will be tested. Weak old Wayne will give, and you'll be blamed. such a shame! you're just a cog, a tiny grain unfair dismissal for what it's worth to claim and she laughs like a drain at her influential disdain poor little rich girl, no shame! [comments] => 0 [counter] => 376 [topic] => 56 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => sarcasticpoetry )
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