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A tramp found dead, in the street, just made the news\nForensics report read 'drug abuse'\nFound a warehouse slip in his sleeve\nMarine corps major down-at-heel\nThey got to the place, unlocked the she’d\nSoon left awestruck, stunned, amazed\nAmong stuff and things lay pledges and bonds\nUp to a few Mil in the end\nThe sage the fool the sinner\nAnd what goes for you, one can’t ever say\nThe sage the fool the sinner\nOne can’t foretell fate, no way, no way\nSassy lady puts on her fav heels\nMirror checked, all done — snow white appeal\nAdjust the dress, ready to leave\nGrab some cash, cab’s outside, wipe off a tear\nOn her way out, she turns once more\nTo wave her man good — bye\nWhile in his sleep, he recalls thirty years — due to end that night.
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