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May 2017
I've lost my keys,
I've lost my mind.
I keep a spare set,
For just this one time.

Strum some chords,
And make a song,
If I had still a brain,
I'd even sing along

Body spinning circles,
And the mind doing flips,
I check in the fridge,
Under the stapler and dip

My most flexed muscle,
I know it is fried,
Once capable of greatness,
I believe it has died

Not sure whether,
to sob or scream,
I slump into a chair,
And put on some Queen

The song is familiar,
I've heard it before,
I used to play it,
At 104

Wrong side of the road,
not giving a ****,
I played that song,
Into the lights of a truck

But I'm not going 104 anymore,
I'm sitting still,
because I've lost my **** keys
Harrison Buloke
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Harrison Buloke
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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