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Dec 20, 2005 21:30

Why go throwin frisbees at the sun?
Put my soul between the bun.
Now I'm wandering, now I'm drunk,
now I'm running like a flaming pig.

Scraping off the attitude;
old man eating all my food!
Don't be kind, don't be rude.
Just shake your boots and let it all get loose...
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