I didn’t know Him
I never really knew the man with the golden ring in his nose. Some said he was a hippie. I think he died. I guess he did for I watched them fold his arms across his chest. I watched them pick him up, friends I reckon and carry him to an Arkansas hill and laid the poor feller to rest.
I never really knew the man with the golden ring in his nose. Some said he was a hippie. I think he died. I guess he did for I watched them fold his arms across his chest. I watched them pick him up, friends I reckon and carry him to an Arkansas hill and laid the poor feller to rest.
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