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Last but not least a section devoted to the noble lost cause of poetry.

"Are You Being Served" A poem by Trollius Magnus-Basketcase january 2014

are you being served
socks on the third floor
pots on the fourth
train sets on the fifth

are you being served
I work at the department store
day in day out
I take the subway every morning
in my miserable life
and help all these humans
with their greedy little brats

School supplies
You need some ties
we sell the worlds best pencil
Let him stick it in his eye
so he doesn't have to go school
for a few weeks
but he will be blind for the rest of his life
and don't see depth
but thats not so bad
as long as he got his balls

Are you being served
socks on the third floor
pot on the fourth
real smooth velvet couch lock
u want some for your little brat
he will start to smoke it anyways
you don't think so uh
cocaine crack meth they got it all
at your kids school
outside on the play ground
Are you being served
I am telling you the truth
whambhang thank you mam