[the day the fifty euro note went on fire on a candle haiku]

Photo by Jp Valery on Unsplash

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

(This really happened, and I was broke and ended up having to bring it to the bank. It was salvageable but looked ridiculous, and honestly I was surprised they took it)

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