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Oct 2013
On the road five miles from reno.
I wasnt with anyone I only
heard the story from Jared.
There had to be a few tired
truckers present.  I bet
some one needed a target
to lauph at when the birds
shat  all over your head.  
Even then you were to proud
to put on a ******* hat.
Michael Parish
Written by
Michael Parish  Tacoma, washington
(Tacoma, washington)   
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