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Now I'm living with Lenny Guinea pigs in the kitchen Says he revoked his right to marry Likes being alone, as I used to The geese let him pet them Crawl on his lap when fishing

Back to this trailer park My kin have moved to Old neighbor walks cat on a leash With his pipe and cane

Date with a Catholic girl Still Alex Jones red pilled But I can get her there

It's labor day Wake from morning binge No family to drink with anymore Enjoy the sunset On the edge of town

Across the street A Mexican folk music party I stop by - not very welcomed Go for a handshake Offered a limp closed first

Now I listen from this field Treeline and mountain In the distance Soaking up their cocktail Of orange sky and clouds

A cop swings by Wave - just taking a break on my bike I say

Wish I was there Now that they busted out The accordion

Now I'm living with Lenny Guinea pigs in the kitchen Says he revoked his right to marry Likes being alone, as I used to The geese let him pet them Crawl on his lap when fishing Back to this trailer park My kin have moved to Old neighbor walks cat on a leash With his pipe and cane Date with a Catholic girl Still Alex Jones red pilled But I can get her there It's labor day Wake from morning binge No family to drink with anymore Enjoy the sunset On the edge of town Across the street A Mexican folk music party I stop by - not very welcomed Go for a handshake Offered a limp closed first Now I listen from this field Treeline and mountain In the distance Soaking up their cocktail Of orange sky and clouds A cop swings by Wave - just taking a break on my bike I say Wish I was there Now that they busted out The accordion

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Labor day, might as well be messican day

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Indeed. Wish I could've stayed but it was a birthday party too. Kinda like some Mexican folk music, if you read the poem.