Crusty Judgement

Who waits while I tell stories of things is a big idiot eating a
pear in a plum orchard forward in time until a turn a
wingback bailor open burning leaves in the country in their
shit yard in their shit township with too many teenage pregnant
angels of the collapse of civilization because we let too many idiot
babies survive the 40 week sprint which is a beautiful image because
no fat pregnant idiot can do sprinting in their condition so the only
conclusion I can draw is that I've become mean and jagged in my
premature old age