May 2015
Boots kicked up
By the dwindling fire pit
Watching the sun rise
Most have gone home
Or passed out
But here I sit
Slumped in a lawn chair
Thinking, "****, last night was fun."
By the dwindling fire pit
Watching the sun rise
Most have gone home
Or passed out
But here I sit
Slumped in a lawn chair
Thinking, "****, last night was fun."
(Pennsylvania)
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