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Watching the treasure of the Sierra Madre with my father

Xmas eve I woke up in my Parents flat A shoe always a size Too small & sat with my father As he worked his way Through the TV channels Hold on I said I recognized The opening scene Of a black & white movie Let´s watch this He groaned & said he didn´t like Those old movies Give it a chance I said & he did & my hangover melted & the old man got Gripped With the bust & boom & the federals & then 10 minutes Before the end I pulled on my coat To go leave & he asked me how The movie ended Just watch it I said & he did & it was raining out & my hangover was gone & I caught a bus & went drinking again

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