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Stashed below my Amtrak Bunk My life's contents in a Trunk Passing through towns Podunk Staggering cars as if Drunk To join in on a game of Tunk |
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Trying to lose all that Junk Which, in spite of all my Spunk Even with my head well Shrunk Has made my gears all go Clunk |
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Could you help with this Gunk Of my troubles take a Hunk Keep my spirits from being Sunk Even if you're just a Punk? |
