Confessions of a Video Store Clerk

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The jangle of my keys,
the opening of a lock.
Oh good god, once again I'm stuck.

The rusty key hole,
provokes my rage;
as I finally bust in
like an clumsy old sage.

I turn off the alarm,
and pump up the music.
Oh come on,
I'm just a silly pawn!

In a game we play at the video store,
where the customer's nicknamed me "the anime whore".
Well not exactly, a "queen" to be exact.
That is, until I add on the tax.

We have many places in this little shop.
Like comedy, action..hell even hip-hop!
But my biggest complaint,
is that awful stank,
that comes from the dark room...

The hentai vault.

Where the creeps and pervs,
and sweaty nerds,
have so much fun..
renting more than one...

And the horror of this,
is when I stand there pissed,
at the lack of disrespect
of white stains that re-erect.

On the disc's no less!
Why do they need to make such a mess?
It's disturbing to know,
what they do at home.

So come by to the best place in town.
We're sure to make turn your smile into a frown.

(Just kidding.)


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