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Oct 2011
We got drunk
In the moonlight
On a veranda
We weren't able
To pronounce

Some crops of
Cops
Spewed out onto a
Garbage caked
Street

We laughed and
Shouted and
Squealed as they
Peeled and skidded
On their
Plastic heeled
Boots

Were we
Mad back than,
Or just
Happy?

We were drunk
On the veranda
At dawn and at
Midnight

We were alive in
Time where
Time was drunk
And didn't want
To BE time

Humanity
Collapsing and
Taking over
The world
For GOOD
This time

Evil was a
Pip squeak that
Got caught cheating
On their
Science exam

While we
Aced it
Hung over
From the
Veranda

Night embraced us
as
The morning
Clothed us

On that veranda

We were
Quite

Taken

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Mitchell
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