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Pizza

July 12, 2009
By Anonymous

Alone in a corner, thinking ‘bout life.
Eating some pizza, and missing my wife.
Drinking some soda, always afraid.
Worried she’d leave, even though she stayed.
Missing her now, remembering her then,
I’ll get over this, I don’t know when.
Tip the jar, lift your hat,
Get in your car, and your gone like that.



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