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If I were a real poet, I’d be second-cousin to Charles Bukowski. If I were a musician, I’d be a nephew of Tom Waits. I think that it’s a pretty safe bet to say that the best tracks on any album are track #3, #7, and #9. The best one of those three is always #7. Fall is the best time to listen to jazz and drink coffee laced with bourbon. It’ll get you drunk, but you’ll be wide awake at closing time. My step-daddy should be Hubert Selby Jr. I can never sleep past 6am, even if I go to bed at 2. Sometimes baby, the only thing better than biscuits and gravy, is you.   *** -JBClawell © P&ZPublications; 2015
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
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If I were a real poet, I’d be second-cousin to Charles Bukowski. If I were a musician, I’d be a nephew of Tom Waits. I think that it’s a pretty safe bet to say that the best tracks on any album are track #3, #7, and #9. The best one of those three is always #7. Fall is the best time to listen to jazz and drink coffee laced with bourbon. It’ll get you drunk, but you’ll be wide awake at closing time. My step-daddy should be Hubert Selby Jr. I can never sleep past 6am, even if I go to bed at 2. Sometimes baby, the only thing better than biscuits and gravy, is you.   *** -JBClawell © P&ZPublications; 2015
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
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