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Poem Number 1556
She comes everyday to hang out. Watches me do yardwork...
My neighbours say she is sexy, but I just see her as a
Girl who wasted all her youth on drugs and booze.
I don't exactly know what her game is
Couldn't really care...but at least she
Keeps me company.
-the population of my mind offers greater comfort sometimes than persons that inhabit the earth.
Perhaps that is because i spent my youth in drugs and booze.
Awww dude .... amble over to the fence and offer the old mare an apple.
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