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Friday

Chunky Chocolate on the radio

Door’s open, come in.

Stolen couch, well, not stolen, re-appropriated

sit.

 

Week’s done, what’s going on?

Oh man, Funk oozes

Hungry.

Grab a tray, grab a bowl, pile it on.

Where’s that at, what time?

Her smile laughs, he sits down

Next to him and her and him

share.

 

Let’s roll; see you there.

We breathe in the night and exhale youthful adventures

Window’s down, volume’s up.

I think I saw you there

You laughed at me.

Take some

Leave some

together.

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