by Randall Rogers
I TOLD THEM
THE TREES ON THE GREAT PLAINS
LOOKED LIKE
THOSE AIR SAC AVIOLA THINGS
IN MY LUNGS
BEFORE I STARTED (OR FOR MANY YEARS SMOKED).
ONE GUY SAID, WELL,
WE DID HAVE A FIRE WHILE BACK.
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