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6 May 2015 6:50 AM Every night I see old Sand Man and he and I box a round or two. And every morning I go fart around with old stinky John Loo. Then it's time to relax and wake up with my best friend old Joe Black. Then round about noon it's lunch with a fat fellow named Big Mac. When it's cold or when it rains. I see old Arthur Rightus he's really a pain. Sometimes when life is rough old Jack Daniels comes to call. When he's here I laugh and feel tall. When he is gone I go to bed and fall in. Then I fight with old Sand Man and hope that he wins.

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