Or Is That Just Your Sperm Count Dropping
Are your skinny jeans
Squeezing out all of life's joy,
Despondent hipster?
It's Like 10,000 Spoons When All You Have Is A Bunch Of Ice Cream and 9,999 Friends
How much irony
Before the cycle completes
At sincerity
Please Repeat Yourself, But This Time Without The Assault On My Eyes
I couldn't hear you
Over your neon Ray-Bans
And sparkly leggings
Today's Special Is Condescension-Braised Short Ribs
Hipsters make great food
It's bitterly seasoned with
Disdainful service
Or Maybe You Fell Into A Vat Of Electric Razors And Pomade?
Tell me that mustache
Is an elaborate joke
That I just don't get
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