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WE LOVE TO PARTY ,,,,,,,BUT THERES ALWAYS SOME ONE WHO HAS TO MESS IT UP.................


Submitted:Jul 7, 2012    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


DRUNKARD fiddlers fill your
legs with song, your body
shakes, and tumbles, then drops
to the floor.
BUT i digress,
BUT i digress,
says the wind and moon,
for it wasn't my fought,
it was the devil, and that
drug called booze.





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