LET'S PUNCH OUT
PHOEBE BRIDGERS
Maybe it's all that emo stuff that
I just can't stand, but I get sick,
and pretty quick, of drippy crap.
I seem to date the proliferance of
any of this to the same bastardized
Harry Potter kids who were maybe
10 in 1999. I'd seen enough of them
to make me puke, back when I worked
in the bookstores that catered to that
garbage : monster mothers and their
sickening kids, unravelling and going
wild at the doors, for yet another slop
volume of Rowling shit. Now we get
this. Let's punch out Phoebe Bridgersa
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