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The Other Guy

The other guy

I always thought I was the other guy
It took some weight off when I tightened the tie

vanity never knows limits
the technology gave up in a pool of spit and sweat

he looks like me 

but with hairier lips

if I had a jeep instead of a bicycle
I too’d want a thing like that to go with it

never understood your cat now I know why 

he was being fed lot of crap 

under the table by the other guy

◄ Let's Pass Over It Again

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