Misty took off in her white pickup truck,
The one with the Illinois plates.
She drove sixteen miles for a six pack,
Returning bleary-eyed and disheveled;
Mother asking questions,
Like ‘Why don’t you bring some home for me?’
i am a philosopher of eternal thought
Misty took off in her white pickup truck,
The one with the Illinois plates.
She drove sixteen miles for a six pack,
Returning bleary-eyed and disheveled;
Mother asking questions,
Like ‘Why don’t you bring some home for me?’
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