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On the pavement
With 18 wheels Do they realize What it steals See the country At 65 In Montgomery Blowing smoke And burning money No wife No life Just traffic And 100 flat tires Was that my fault When you walk on 18 wheels It is hard to fit Anywhere Fat lizard Does magic like A 3 second wizard Speaking of wizard I have to wizz In this bottle But keep on the throttle Break down Oh look it’s Thistledown
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I can’t let go
Actually I won’t Imagining how I Could bring you back From the depths beyond Is it lonely because It sure is here I look up to you Yet I look down Holding on To laughs and memories For tomorrow’s glow Cemeteries are just the Earth’s way of not letting go What do you people do
When you are free Sleep life away Beg for coffee and soups How are you still alive I will never ask Again they say I’m like Stay the fuck Away! Family gathered round
Laughing and crying Remembering the days of old When Dad was off to war Back and safe now This conflict was different though Dad never left But his thinking askew Strange mannerisms In and out of his mind All in one day But the war lasted years Dad has independence and Liberty now He is no longer at war With himself or the alcohol It is his independence day The confusion
That just one letter Can make My son comes home From school Yelling with anxiety I hate Yoda I hate Yoda I think, did he watch The great “Star Wars”? Did it scare him? So I ask He has never seen it What is he Talking bout He says the mat The stretching Oh he means yoga |
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