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Aint I funny. From 1993 (2011)

Aint I funny.Went to sleep,something like Hooper,with the radio on.Did he know.If he didnt,He does now.Rain stops chalk,Walk.Arnt I funny.The dog didnt eat the rabbit,there was no mass.We drank because we were sad,we drank because we were lonely.Aint that funny.Roaring in the bar,lost in liquid lust,just rotting the tissue.I did laugth and maybe I shouldnt,They may lay flowers on me.Community and immunity,our last,for our guests.aint that funny.A little lost time.wander round dressed in my finest poverty.Her in a rich velvert robe,a lover in all this,Aint that funny.



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