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Drunk as a baboon
under a full moon
I walk the wild  dogs
a pack of wild hogs
drag me near mad
I curse them as bad
I stumble and fall
they lick my jaw
and they pull me up
pup by pup by pup.
Suddenly this room is half full
Maybe half empty to you
Breakups are tough
 Aug 12 Ryan R Latini
LL
it will all make sense
try telling that to someone
who is hurting now

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