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Sep 2015
An old hobo true friend
Came back from the ramble.
He ate our fancy soup
And stayed up with our candles.

My skinny, charming, big dicked buddy
Came to dig my new normal life.
Moved his *** body in my house
And inserted himself in my wife.

I love her free in every way
And I wanted her to be fulfilled.
But her love receptors attached to him
And our square family home was killed.

Did I learn a thing
Or did life find something new?
Just betrayal and stupidity
And I'm back eating bumshack stew.
Brujo Alligatore
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