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After the Spin
Partied like a rock star,
and became a rolling stone--
wandering a dusty road
my mouth dry as a bone
Jose Cuervo at Lake Havesu
catch a frisbee after hitting the bong,
but nowhere to go, is this freedom?
neck strain, sleeping in the back seat,
must stretch the food stamps
so, fill up and run at a gas station
look for the next party
give plasma for a dime bag
suck the beer keg empt...
Friday 9th April 2021 6:35 am
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