I JUST DON'T KNOW; DO YOU?
There are a lot of assholes who make it
to the top : mostly I never know how they
did it. Does fame too have a casting couch
of its very own, where every applicant, male
OR female, has to lie down spread-eagle,
and take what they're given? Maybe that's
how it really happens, as in the anteroom
to yet another Hell. Do you get to pull
your pants up again as you are leaving?
Convinced or guaranteed of something
big and new? I just don't know; do you?
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