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Bacon rind and one soft egg
On wednesday cause
It is Wednesday
And there is nothing else in the fridge.
Like Fante or Bukowski
Writing dirty poetry
Hungover with my head
In the state that it is in.
With the Cup raced yesterday
The cardboard wine last night
My woman gone crazy and
Two months rent lost.
But I have bacon rind and
One soft egg so
Things can't be all bad
This Wednesday.
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