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Dec 2019
Everything was great it seems.
Because he was living on potato chip dreams.
Sunday night football with glasses of beer.
Brought a whole lot of cheer.
Chasing honies on Saturday night at the local bar.
He was a potato chip eating star.
Written by
Lamar Cole
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