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Stark raving, swaying

Stumbling bastard mutt.

Barking misery into the black.

The next drink already

Down on your luck.



Fearful conversations

Compound a lonesome tune.

This stay is not permanent,

You are not housebroken.

They dread your mange

And after all

You still miss

Your bitch.

Get off our legs

And get out at the moon

If you want to be heard.