Hey boozer bellicose boor, bridle that tongue and kiss me proper. My ballast I must have misplaced. These dogs don't touch the ground. I'm getting (upside) down. If you'll spin I resolve to revolve and hope we don't meet right back where we started. Threw up in a cup, an arcing sallow sick, a sideshow trick, a tribute to the distance we've all come. We'll raise a glass to our rebirth tonight our last night on Earth.

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