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Pocket full of bouillon cubesCrunch crunch crunchDrop one in your hydroflaskHide them in your enemy's last box of gumEat all the gum walk awayMint watermelon strawberry hockey puckSmack smack smackSpend an afternoonWashing the teriyaki flavored glue off a bag of Jack LinksThen pounding in bouillon cube dust on an ancient maize grindstoneOr maybe one that came from the tourist trap on the other side of the interstateSit on a Sinclair dinosaur statueWatch the sunsetStacking cubesWatching orange rectangles play across my shirtBuild a pyramid out of every bouillon cube left in the worldNext to CarhengeFuck that guyMy pyramid is tallerThen let the rain wash all our pride awayTurning storm sewers into delicious soupSalt the earthCarhenge Delenda EstIt will smell like beef eternallyA reminder of what wasAnd never more will beDelight the horses with salty puddlesSitting next to them licking salt blocksShoe's on the other foot now huhCaesar's LegionSpacing out bouillon cubes across the soil one every four pacesFuck you Lucius take shorter stepsNot my fault you're freakishly tallLine them all up parallelThen crawl around unwrapping themI mean you LuciusFor making me fix all your rowsI'll lick my cubesWatching you crawl around filling your pockets with silver foilGood luck finding a recycling binDoltFill the watering cans!And water these seedsRelease the beefThere will come soft rainsAnd I will bring them.Later, lining up for our salaryHolding out our handsSweating in the California sunSunburned by Pacific saltwaterMore than we could ever drinkAnd someday our bouillon cubes will rejoin itIn the greatest chowder the world has ever known.I've never played FalloutI skimmed the Cato readingsI don't know most of the words to It's the End of the World as We Know ItBut I feel fine.
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