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Gigged out
Tired, neutered and flat
Drowsy, battered and crap
Scatered, ears ringing and wondering
where did my weekend go?
Gigged out
Spat out and hurt
Load-in, set up in dirt
Sound checked, rain and disturbed
Darkness, smokey and curt
Irritable, sweaty of course
Days lost to the night
Hungry, beyond "alright?"
Midnight arrives
Still loading out in drove...
Monday 9th September 2024 2:43 pm
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