.Hey "Mr. I'm a hardass from Brooklyn"
in the Wawa.
Store all you're winter food away
All summer long while the idiots play,
and smoke, and drink their wine.
With a viola and a coat thats made of glass.
You're freezing fast.
Your arctic hands won't move.
I start out on a .
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