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 Posted: Thu Oct 31st, 2019 11:31 am
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Potabasil



Joined: Thu Jan 24th, 2008
Location: Peyton Place, New Hampshire USA
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Losing count
in my old days

The house of the dead
turned into a hostel

Dancing on their graves
why don't they

My toes are cold
a glass of the hard stuff
awaits

The grass is wet
easy to shovel
the friends around
digging
digging
digging

Another glass of the
hard stuff
passing around

My toes are cold

Down to the local
hot toddy awaits

The poor auld soul
at his own wake

Last edited on Thu Oct 31st, 2019 11:34 am by Potabasil