.I shot a Warhol
Dead with my pistol
When the wind hit the hole
In the canvas it whistled
Beautiful with no frame
A face with no name
Glass full of cold fame
Chased it with slow pain
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Nostrils of cocaine
Cocktail and kill time
Scenes from a bad.
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