"at twenty-two and two, on sept. twenty-seven,
i have less than two hours at my current age...
seven minutes have passed, in which i wrote those two lines,
i need to write at least seven more on this page...
but the countdown's begun, i've only one-oh-five,
minutes left; to pen something new written by me...
those lines took way too long for having said nothing,
i just looked at a clock to see ten twenty-three...
i feel...oops, while touching the pad i hit "cancel",
and by accident the last four lines got erased...
so i waste ten minutes trying to remember,
but i'm sure the words i had then i just replaced...
seventy minutes remain, now just fifty-one,
"family guy" is on so i can't concentrate...
it's the episode in which stewie kills lois,
and meg uses hotdogs the time she masturbates...
i still have thirty-seven minutes left to write,
but i can think of nothing of note i can say...
part two of stewie killing lois is on now,
i'll just watch this episode until my birthday"
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