by Kindra McDonald
The crunch of a beer can,
change jingling as he paws his pockets,
paces off the rooms
wearing holes through his cape-cod
cage, singing George Thorogood
with a thick tongue,
dragging his foot, limp
and bloody where
he tried to chew himself free.
you are my friends. thanks. we can give you the waterproof box ,waterproof enclosure box and waterproof phone box.
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