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It Takes Me Back

I remember my cousin so adventurous Carpe Diem was the way he lived In the fast lane his motive was obvious Now without him life is One big cul de sac Back then I drank Tip Top For the first time our mixer was Drink O’ Pop This came tipping arcade game machines Over with crowbars and looting the coins When I came home on holidays from boarding school I heard Eon was chewed by an Alsatian On the thigh he boxed at him What was a laugh Doors grind at his own thighs By not listening to his dad His mom took a jab at his pride Asking jokingly did you try to cut of your birdie? Hee hee ! Drunk like a skunk Falling in slump Gosh when I think about you cuz It brings back a lump…

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