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Hometown Blues

by m-elee

O' Liquored Escutcheon! Please aid me in my plight! I came for a beer, and now I fear I'm here for another night. While the jukebox is puking the disease-riddled bodies are movin' I take a bow, and I fall down Someone, somewhere was right.
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