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Hospitality - The Birthday |
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Always got your frown |
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Got your brown bags |
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Sulking in the corner |
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The ruins of Rome in your armchair |
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Filling up your pores |
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And your wars and your basket |
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Smoke on the mantle that sits on the ashtray |
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Roll up the windows on this drive |
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Blackened oily teacup |
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A drop on your round mouth |
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Armor is rusting |
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The knight and his raptor |
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Always looking bored or too tired to remember |
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Dust on your knee |
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Or first snow in December |
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Tighten the reins before this ride |
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The hills and the alleys, back ways |
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Forage through the leaves and long days |
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Raking up the tea and candy |
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Bent baby blue and his old bad news |
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Evergreen but old isn''t wise or becoming |
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Dust on your boots isn''t much but it''s growing |
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Bundle up your plans and your bags and your high class |
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Treasure was found but the gold turned to green brass |
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Tighten the reins for one more time |
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The hills and the sandy blond bog |
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Brackish water waves will mend some |
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Cobalt-colored glass and sandals |
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Elope to the reefs of Australia |
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