both of us...I'm a bit drunk...where do you
renew your poetic license? Take a cork out
of a bottle, I think, that's about it. There
never were any lines that I can remember.....
I mean standing in line...I remember many
lines...I hope one day to sing you three songs,
because I used a hot iron to brand those songs
into my memory, so, I could still sing one on my
deathbed.
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