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4d
There's nothing worse,
than taking a big sip of
the burnest of whiskey
and forgetting
to mix it with ******* Pepsi.

God, it burns and I cough and splatter
and kids in a nearby sandpit wonders
what the hell is this guy on and does it matter.
I fall down near them and they bury my head
in the ******* sand-pit.
Little *****.
summer's breeze
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summer's breeze  M/My Room
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