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Hungry, Hungry, Hobo

He wallowed in the dirt With the sand and the muck Saying brother can you spare a buck? He say I ain't got the time Well how 'bout a dime? Denied Beggars sigh As the cars passed by My oh my Please help I'm down on my luck I lack even a buck And I don't know why And then.suddenly, It was beggars dream And I got me a $20 Man say spend it wisely And so I bought me a beer Then I bought me a forty And by the end of the night could not walk upright Left to stumble around On flat ground Incapacitated, world spinng round me Unrolled my pack Fell asleep, On the side of the street Let it rain on me Woke up Where the F$$K is the rest of my money? Got outta that city Repeat

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Date: 3/26/2016 2:35:00 AM
well that's some story.... SKAT
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