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Feb 2014
I‘m glad I made good friends
with the dudes down
at the post gym,
those guys are the bomb!

No actually,
most of ‘em are the guards,
serving time at the gates to the fort.

And every time I get wasted,
drunk in the bars off base,
they let me drive
right on through
the entrance.

It’s like,
“Go ahead Sergeant,
we've got squats in the morning!”
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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