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Friday, June 10, 2022
In(toxic)ant
He ran out of liquor
And felt kind of lost
Until a brief flicker
In eyes that were glossed
Said
Damn the cost
He drank down some coolant
And now he’s on ice
I don’t think the fool meant
To pay such a price
For petty vice.
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