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Twin Bottles

There once was a guy from a pub, who had big muscles to rub. He'd drive all around town, trying under every girls gown. Till he drunk too much brew, and he put on his shoes. He went to his car and died on the way to the bar. At his funeral there were only 2. His parents, He was only 22. There once was a girl leftover, Mom bailed 'cuz dad wasn't sober. Found a new man. But she can't understand, That it's just the same thing over. Party all the time just to forget, but changing into what you'll regret. Get kicked out at 18 with no job. No matter, soon I'll be 8 feet under the sod.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 7/19/2015 9:13:00 PM
SETH, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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Date: 7/19/2015 2:05:00 PM
Seth,, a sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT""
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Date: 7/18/2015 5:50:00 AM
- With smiles and joy I welcome you to P-Soup, Seth :) - Hope you will find this poem page interesting and post many more poems in the future - Have a great experience together here with us in "the poems world" - I wish you every success - // Anne-Lise :)
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