| Miss Mary Jane measures rain
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| In a cracked cup on the sill
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| In Embry’s last photograph
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| He disappears over a hill
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| Darrell Dotson waits in the grass for a fight
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| The stars don’t shine upon us
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| We’re in the way of their light
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| No, the stars don’t shine upon us
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| We’re in the way of their light
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| The new girl in Tahoe
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| Has swallowed Sinatra’s cum
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| A Russian primadonna
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| Dances slow on Valium
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| After the game
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| The benchwarmer can’t get a ride
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| In space, there is no center
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| We’re always off to the side
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| In space, there is no center
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| We’re always off to the side
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| John Parker the III steps over a bird
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| On a Wall Street window ledge
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| Little Wilkie, dead cat rotting
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| Deep inside the hedge
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| Mahalia Roach dies on a
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| Greyhound coach in July
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| In a horror movie when the car won’t start
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| You give it one last try
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| In a horror movie when the car won’t start
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| You give it one last try
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| Guinnevere orders one more beer
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| In the smokey pick-up bar
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| A burnt out tramp by the exit ramp
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| Waits for one more car, one more car
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| The Latin teacher always smelled like piss
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| The census figures come out wrong
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| There’s an extra in our midst
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| The census figures come out wrong
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| There’s an extra in our midst |