I have a guitar. It is red and shiny. I don't know anything about it, and I'm frankly afraid it'll bite me, but it makes me feel like I could, some day, rock.
That pleases me.
That pleases me.
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Now, I simply roll. It has it's perks.
PARTY.
Peace, love... and what?
Joseph