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Lines written upon leaving
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I heard the tunes
I met the band
I networked with
And shook the hand
Of every hoary roadie who
Had soldered on a plug or two
I drank the booze
I ate the grub
I snuck off to a nearby pub
Trying to find
A loo of sorts
Not being used for nasal sports
Partner hanging on my arm
Someone else's
But no harm
Said, 'The barmen must be keen
One just sniffed that mirror clean'
Got the freebies, saw the vid
Asked a woman what she did
'When?' she countered, 'Later on?'
'No, before the band comes on'
Normally I drive the van
But I lig therefore I scam
And the band?
Forget the name
All these grungers sound the same
Got so bored I thought I'd die
. . . Home honey, I'm high
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