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Contributed by
polaris773
on
Thursday, 7th May 2009 @ 10:38:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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We all come sit, order
Some sip, some gulp, some chug
Some come to listen
Too there brothers story
And we all have a story to tell
They’ll make you laugh or sigh
Drink and pretend to listen, pretend to care
Buy me a drink and im your best friend for life
But only till close
Don’t tell me I don’t have to go home
But I have to leave when I know
The home is where the heart is
My heart is in this glass and
This glass is here, my home
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polaris773
... [
2009-05-07 22:38:07] (Date/Time posted on
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