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I'm going to Hell I mean Memphis, in two hours Do not raid my house. If I don't return Do not mope like Charlie Brown You're not in my will. I gave my pet bird To some short college student With lots of birdseed. My root beer is flat I must have left it too long Is this relevant? We are carpooling With some friend of my father's Hope he pays for gas. Going to find Elvis Because Lauren told me to Even though he's dead. Auditorium The word has five sylables I didn't spell that right. The smoky mountains Because only you can stop Those big forest fires. At Holiday Inn They give you little bottles Of lousy shampoo. Some

Buildings, Edifices of our labor our dreams our humanity may Perish, But those they represent Do not. Slaughterers trying to Erode away our Hope to Gray our Skys to Cloud our Eyes with Tears and Forboding Chiseling at our Will Unbreakable. Time ebbs away in a Scarlet river of Fatigue and Omicient Darkness we are Tired we have Fought we have Won and we grow Strong let our Wounds Heal our scars be shed and the Pain dim to null but the Memory etched forever into our soul persists as the blackened Mist drifts, fading away to Brew in the nothingness from whence it came to caress us no more lament no more as the n