Date: May 10th, 2024 1:20 PM
Author: excitant misunderstood pisswyrm
His father was a drinker and his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts when the swing set hit his head
The neighbors, they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things, rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh the dead
Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys, with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God
Ooh, are you one of them?
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5527064&forum_id=2#47650821)