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Apr 2017
The New Year is here now.
The parties are over.
Now it is time to clean up.
Beer can and bottles all over the yard.
Grandma's underwear in the tree.
A pocket full of money that i don't know were.
A cop car in the swimming pool.
All i can remember was the first bottle.
with the neighbor's old lady as she dance in the ****.
It's over now The wife ran off with a clinton voter.
Obama is packed and ready to go.To jail I only hope.
Trump is going to save America from killing all the Illegals.
My mother in law.
Well Happy 2018 to all O happy 2019 20 21
o hell what ever year it is ???
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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