Some days, when I am bored bored, I do boring things, such as blogging
Some days, when it is boring boring, and I am bored, it rains from heaven
and when it rains from heaven, and I am bored, and I start blogging
and when I blog, for some reason, it starts raining, and I know it’s boring
but what can I say? the heaven is raining from top, and I am looking it up…
the heaven is raining, and i am boring, and who’s tearing?
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(i am boring…am I not?)