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There was a guy Who always felt like He could just slide through All of the days, Riding a high, feeling Like he could just Shuffle the haze, They thought him crazed; They called him Teddy, And this guy was ready To help you let everything out! A piece and a quarter, It's all you let over, And he would just rise up And shout! Said "I'm Teddy xans, so Give me your hands, And let me show you What it's 'bout!" I told him, pass me A couple of bars, Let me raise up To the level you're on, Pass me the liquor, Let's crash us some cars, End up with flex, So what's coming next? He was perplexed, Said 'what does that Make us?' I said "relax, dude We're just from Texas;" He said "go on,  we've got Time to spend,",  I said "I'm halfway dead, Old friend," He said "no worries, We're not in a hurry, Just rack em' and Stack em' , and let em' Be buried, Your wants,  your needs, Your life in the streets." I asked him,   "So what does that Make me?"
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Aug 27, 2023
Aug 27, 2023 at 12:28 AM UTC
Teddy Xans
There was a guy Who always felt like He could just slide through All of the days, Riding a high, feeling Like he could just Shuffle the haze, They thought him crazed; They called him Teddy, And this guy was ready To help you let everything out! A piece and a quarter, It's all you let over, And he would just rise up And shout! Said "I'm Teddy xans, so Give me your hands, And let me show you What it's 'bout!" I told him, pass me A couple of bars, Let me raise up To the level you're on, Pass me the liquor, Let's crash us some cars, End up with flex, So what's coming next? He was perplexed, Said 'what does that Make us?' I said "relax, dude We're just from Texas;" He said "go on,  we've got Time to spend,",  I said "I'm halfway dead, Old friend," He said "no worries, We're not in a hurry, Just rack em' and Stack em' , and let em' Be buried, Your wants,  your needs, Your life in the streets." I asked him,   "So what does that Make me?"
No notes, this is a requiem for my friend Teddy Xans. Wanna guess who he is? Yeah this is my own funeral rite. This one's for me. My game hasn't ended yet. But may I respawn and play again... without this crutch.
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35/M/Houston, Texas
Aug 27, 2023
Aug 27, 2023 at 12:28 AM UTC
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