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Jun 2014
Waking up confused and lost,
wondering where my friends are.
Blacking out can come with a cost,
cause now im in the back of a police car.

How did I get myself into this,
this I did not know.
Last thing I remember was a kiss
and being at the xtu anniversary show.

I must have tailgated a little too hard,
I guess I shouldn't have brought my funnel.
Cause now my knees are torn and scarred
and I'm walking near a railroad tunnel.

If only I could remember where we parked,
the lot name was escaping me.
Because of the adventure I just embarked,
my brain had become an absentee.

After wondering around aimlessly,
the name finally popped in my head.
"It was Campbells Field," as I shook my head shamelessly.
As Told By Vicki
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