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Sep 05, 2006 21:59

Spot, drop.
A cramp, no vamp.
Big belly, tivo telly.
Orange hair, yes despair.
Chest tight, sick sight.

Going...going...gone.
Play me a love song.

Days of play, disarray.
Support needed, a case pleaded.
Reached out, don't shout.
Headache near, I do fear.
Tickle laugh, a skin graph.

Going...going...where.
Take a train pay the fare.

Try to sleep, instead eat.
Grab the phone, no dial tone.
Words lack, face smack.
People say, simple day.
Help dizzy, 911 busy.
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