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Got my gaurden all packed up. I got them tiny lights to put in bushes. When they shine, boy I tell ya, ain't a brighter night to come by... I packed my chair... Sixteen cushions And them plastic things to keep it clean. Don't want no messy palms or backs to scuff or tarnish my recliner. Ain't a finer place to sit and watch TV (I packed that, too.) As you can see, I'm quite prepared. Gotta stop by the store on the way there and pick up a couple a things; A carton of cigarettes and maybe another case of beer. I hope there's a mini-mart in heaven.
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