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[absolutleybill]

the next time I saw you it was in old

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[piratepete]

Performing this poem live, you'll grumble it around a cigarette hanging from your lips, with yellow nicotine fingers and face crusted in graying stubble. Riding in your Mustang, going down the Jersey Turnpike at 4 in the morning. Least that's what it makes me think of.