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Zoo

Are you blue because the place you live is like a zoo and you don't have a clue of what to do? Your spouse is acting a louse, kids driving you mad, you feel you're in the monkey house. So you grab a cold brew to bring you through, you have another and another, keep faking the funk until you get drunk, now you're in the stew, you have bit off more than you can chew. Then you retreat to the back room where you resume to consume now your head is going Vroom. Then you start to fume because the loom of gloom has filled the room, now you're in a tomb. But before you resume take it to the drawing room cause there's too much on your plate, you can reevaluate. So, if you find yourself in a zoo you won't have to reach for a brew because you'll see it from a different point of view.

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