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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hey Bobby,
[time] => 2004-07-21 08:09:49
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[bodytext] => Hey Bobby, you’re overdressed. Suit, tie, jacket, and a carnation; I almost didn’t recognize you without your leather. Do you feel out of place? I see you’re packed and ready to go; leather jacket, ratty cut-off, and your cap, all folded neatly on the side. Beer, Jack Daniel’s, and cigarettes right next to you. Pictures of your wife, your kids, and your bike, all the things you liked, loved, and lived for crammed inside a box. Are you going to miss them? Hey, Bobby, it’s a going away party. The guys are giving you a toast, wishing you a safe ride. . . while, the girl sit crying with your family. They miss you already; but you remain silent. I thought you liked parties. How does it feel to be the guest of honor? Well I’ve got to say good-bye now, I wish you could stay longer. It won’t be the same without you; but you chose to live hard and die fast. I’ll miss you Bobby B. Do you think there are bikes wherever you’re going? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 43 [informant] => pvd [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 51 [ratings] => 11 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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