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He was as hard as chestnuts
Steeped, in vinegar
Overnight
She would, wipe the sweat
From his prison
Tattoos
Crying on the phone
To her mother
Just past midnight
Saying she, is, at her
Wits end
And what’s a girl supposed to do
He stood up, protected her
From imaginary
Danger
Where the Wild Rose
Replaced the
Dandelion and Burdock
As long, lost, distant cousins
Drinking together again
Say don’t be a, stranger
An’ the Talbot boys
Start swaying,
Singing ‘We don’t give a fuck’
And sometimes life
Gives you lemons
Sometimes lemonade
Why make it harder
On yourself than it needs
To be
If trouble and strife
Well-meaning demons
Show up every, Saturday
Maybe, just maybe
You need a weekend, getaway
By the sea
If I walk for hours
To the top of the hill
I can survey, the damage
Years of digging
Underground
Digging up your neighbor
Teenage misfits
And their illegal substances
Going on a rampage
Taking their time
The long way round
Trying to embrace her
Rebellion and religion
Let’s take a minute,
To discuss
On the rocks
Or neat
Like a well-aged whisky
Rage matures and mellow’s
If you snag a break
And get the rub
A brighter future
Is within your reach
If you can lift it with your pinkie
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