Nineteen Again
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Oh, to be nineteen again
Maybe start drinking illegally
Fall in love with the perfect woman
We could share a joint or two
And get married before we sober up
© Poem – XI/XIV/MMXXIII
LRET
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