The one in the jar at the foot of the bedGet’s weaker at heart but larger at headSays I am the foolSpat on and pushed asideHe gave something back just right before he diedThe man with the hair on top of his earsDrove past me at eight with a cooler of beerGot high on the hunt in camoflage greenA drop of precious oil in the ? ? all darned? ? machineWay-o
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