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Old Shoes
Adam Toscani
Old shoes, some shoddy vernacular Crawling around conveying the same. Old souls, young souls – Dustier wisdom with another pour. Old farts, some young heads, a Bearded old fat guy sloshing around In the foam. Old lungs, young lungs, talking heads, drifting fists. They took those old shoes out to The lot – They parked those fists And hugged it out. Two drunken assholes at the Bar.