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Perspective

When I was younger

I got high for perspective.

. Mostly

Though I discoed with John Barleycorn.

Doing the hustle and the bump.

Then

Now. What a chump

Powdered my nose a bit

Too.

Superman in flare-wide bell bottoms.

Platform shoes.

My left foot.

Still hurts.

 

Love to meet my guardiaan angel and

Buy him a drink.

He put in overtime

Thanks.

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Nov 20, 2012
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