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   good fathers   
   battle the current   
   but slip into strip clubs   
   they scream   
   as if their hormones   
   were giant squid   
      
   they come home meek   
   with their necks   
   ringed with suck marks   
   they stand silent   
   before their wives   
   like murderers   
   before a firing squad   
      
   they take up smoking   
   for the first time   
   just to have that last   
   cigarette -- most are boiled   
   alive by steam irons   
      
   they look so crisp   
   in their caskets   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)