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What do you say we go get some steaks.
The cops are percolating out there, is it hot?
It's covered with television, is what.
Can't find my car. Somebody has airmailed
A sombrero to me in error, what a guy.

He was the kind of kid you could call an urchin.
A little red around the edges, and mortally
Wild to get love out of you. I liked being his neighbor
Plenty, just for the crowd he'd attract.
Actually, he was a terrible neighbor.

Now we watch the learning class teach itself
A few choice dance steps. I'm writing a concerto
For four-wheel drive, but I'm leaving
The cadenza to someone with combat experience.