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By jwb71913 Date: 2005 Dec 04 Comment on this Work [[2005.12.04.11.00.9652]] |
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Hello you, yes it's a new tattoo And no, it doesn't look like you My fantasies do not include Women who are ugly and rude I can still find a beer for $1.75 Though the folks at the bar are barely alive No perky breasts or golden hair Just broken people with lonely stare It's hard to believe I was happy here Must have been the ice cold beer The time has washed the pain away Just can't find a reason to stay Superstition dictates a Saint Joe in the dirt Cash out and put behind the hurt Leave the relics far behind Salvage the remains of my mind I found what I was searching for Just minutes from my own front door So different from the likes of you So like my new tattoo |