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[milomackisback]

Home is where I hang my hat,
With bacon cooking in the bacon fat,
Home is where I wonder how to reach my younger brother.
Home is the underside, belly underneath,
Home is a catch-all, tumble-dried neat.
Home at the airport; home on the track;
Home on the asphault, street burned black;
If I could go somewhere, know where I'm going
Home when I'm sometimes in circles I'm running.