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Brother can you spare a dime?
Brother Can You Spare a Dime
I got drunk in a
a Portland bar
thirty minutes after
I had exited my
girl-friend's car,
she text
to tell me
that she had finished with me
that that that was that.
I sat drinking
and pouring tears
into my whiskey
a guy with an
English accent
joined me
we had a good time.
I bought all the drinks
as I remember.
I l...
Friday 30th December 2016 9:26 pm
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