Bye, Mike.  The rest of my stash is for you, too. You will be sorely missed.
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So I came up on a shanty town, full of bitter men
Where carved into a crude wood sign it read "welcome to the end"
For a dollar you could buy a girl of every possible design
But you couldn't find a decent man or a word spoken kind
Whiskey was for supper, men couldn't ask for better
When we meet, you will see, I will destroy everything of beauty
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