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Sciatica
And just like that, it started
This pain that’s nowhere bound
Save for the destination
My hip and right on down
Sciatica, Sciatica
I could just die-atica
This will not fly-atica
I say good bye-atica
I stretched till I was putty
Just what will calm this nerve
Guess years of heavy lifting
Got me what I deserve!
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Mike Gentile
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