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Look Who’s Back

Stevie’s back

Don’t take jack

Sees the lights

Of authority

Waving at him

On his knees does it please


I doubt it

That would be sadistic

Not in your nature

Is there no cure

Don’t be a critic

Let’s get specific

Rejected all my life

But I turned out terrific

You kissed me to bed at night

You reeked of cigarttes

And cheap sherry

I bury the thoughts

Such a pity

You weren’t bad

Essentialy good

But you could



What I am about

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