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Feb 2011
out the frigde and in me gob
taste of wine it feels so good
down the hatch and in me tum
now im ****** and need sum grub

feel it slip so down my throat that taste of heaven
burning so
taste that summer so long ago burning heating
body glow
feelin drunk yet only tiddled
soon be drunk and really piggled
andy fardell
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