Your Sister Has No Ass ~ Wednesday, February 4, 2026

Hi, I am the author of the book they forced you to read for English class

in hindsight, I offer an apology from the bottom of my heart

I cannot imagine your misfortune to skim and not enjoy this work

arguably, it is my best work but I say that talking out my ass

maybe you would prefer to fuck the girl next door or play video games

trust me, I was a kid once, too, back in the day, lovemaking is an art

however, if rabbits can do it, so can you, you're young, don't be a jerk

egregious as it sounds, I am not Pacino, I feel too old to fuck

authority means less when power is water through a sieve, set in frames

understanding movies better than stupid books, I see why you like sports

time spent out on the pitch with mates and supporters, better than robbing banks

hopelessly in love with Amanda in London, the skirts on tennis courts

ordinary women, they pay you attention, as you enter think tanks

restless for excitement, you take up skydiving, four-leafed clover for luck

ordinarily, words seek out an audience other than bored students

forget about wisdom and the experience of decades deep in thought

thoughts, feelings, and actions all follow a process in the reactive mind

helpless, out of control, without any input, what is jurisprudence

empty, meaningless words, too young to understand, what is loving-kindness

bastards tells us to be gentle with each other but why your brother fought

obediently in Saudi Arabia against oil barons, blind

objectively to care, blinded by ignorance, by delusions, by greed

kindness is no small art, open up to patience, where words are not mindless

take a look around you, everyone will move on, all your friends will be gone

honestly, change happens but you can be present and show them that you care

embers in the fire, what was once hot turns cool, emotions mow the lawn

yes, we hide in ego, in our identity, name and status to share

false hope in the future, your imagination holds the key as you need

organize, plan ahead, stay on top of your bills, do not drown, deep in debt

remember family and friends hold great value, everyone is the same

call to mind, I look back in sorrow and in tears, wish it were otherwise

education is now, never ever again, unless you fly a jet

decide and make choices, be conscious of others, imagine what they need

you sit without a clue of what the future holds, with no one else to blame

only the things you like and love soon disappear, you begin to despise

ugly, hateful events, you want to hide away but you must open up

tulips in the springtime offer the world color in order to succeed

offer something more than facetious sarcasm, a chasm in the void

read only when you want when you are done with school, until then, bend the rules

enter every classroom knowing for a moment you could be an android

and never really know, except for blood and guts, like the fish in their schools

despite how bored you feel, walk a mile in my shoes, I, too, drank from that cup

forget class tomorrow, soon you will work full-time and earn enough money

obtain what in this life you seek out for pleasure, if you are so lucky

remember, nothing is for certain except this moment, how you respond

Edward, depends on this, if you are reactive to stimuli, honey

never drips fast but slow, better to accept fate, endure as to survive

glide through the air, squirrel, patagium, membrane, furry offers plucky

language monsters a lift, soaring between the trees, deep into the beyond

if it is all too much, nothing to satisfy the senses, I cannot help you, then

sorry but I am dead by the time you read this and you are still alive

however, to cherish each moment and your friends, remember that the past

causes and conditions create every moment, as you bind mind to mind

lend a hand to others if you can, when you can, for only love will last

ask for help when you need, offer help as you can, even if you soon find

sassy cats love you more than ignorant, rich guys, suck it up, you know when

since before the Big Bang, categories unfold within space-time, big pass

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