he smelled like hairspray
i'm scared i misspoke
i drank a full pint
he shared a cigar
we smeared a story
he laughed and i cried
he cried and spoke
"aim to slumber o'er?"
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A comprehensive look at all madness, derangement, dementia, insanity, lunacy, psychosis, delirium, frenzy, hysteria, raving, wildness, obsession, compulsion, fixation, fetish, craze, infatuation, and all other fits of mania associated with outdoor folding chairs.
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