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Me In My Gunny Sack
Just me in my gunny sack
beneath the stones
in my shady
now sauce for the gravy
taking root in nakedness
a shadow of my once
a synopsis of being dead
in dark hours alone
no more dreams to burn
just yummies for the worms
distilling my flesh
into single malt frisky
beneath the stones
in my shady
now sauce for the gravy
taking root in nakedness
a shadow of my once
a synopsis of being dead
in dark hours alone
no more dreams to burn
just yummies for the worms
distilling my flesh
into single malt frisky
Published 10th Oct 2022
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