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Jun 2015
Stab the can with a key.
Hold it sideways, so it doesn’t leak.
One. Two. Three.
Tabs popped, cans up.

Gulp down that goodness,
Until your half crying from the foam and try
Not to puke.
Lydia Brents
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Lydia Brents
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   Rockie and Addison Grant Drew
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