Slush keeps ya’ from bein’ in a rush … if
‘ya don’t want to be crushed don’t
rush through slush in a rush …
Winds gusting 35 to 40 buffeting …
This ain’t no Margaritaville … !!/I don’t care what Jimmy declares …
i’m wasted away …
I’m down to my last jigger … !
WHERE’S THE SALT ???!!!
Tales From A Midcentury Boy / Growing Up in Michigan 
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