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Left In The Rain

I bought my teeth down a country lane
I whittled myself a walking cane
Took a tonic for arthritis pain
But there's nothin' wrong with this old brain

I think about the past in the main
Most about a lover I called Jane
Always hoped I would see her again
But she left me standing in the rain

Seemed for awhile I would go insane
In time my longings began to wane
Learned to be a loner and abstain
And I tried hard to become urbane

So I think of dragons I have slain
And perfumed beds where I have lain
And all the while I'm circlin' the drain
Missing that lover that I called Jane

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