REVERSE ORDER
It's all different now, this paddling boat I inhabit
tends to list and take on water. I've mostly got
nothing left, being up that 'creek' without a
paddle. 'Paddlin' Madeline Home' no longer
does anything for me. Loneliness now is an
empty bottle. (I think I wrote bottle. I could
have 'wrote' battle.
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There, you're gonn'a earn one, boy,' - the man
who said that was talking something about
'points.' Like a credit card gives out to 'reward'
you for spending so much that you owe them
more. Man, that's a backwards battle if ever
I heard. 'The more you dig your hole, the more
we'll thrown you back.' Makes me want to
throw onE back myself, but where'd I put that
bottle? (I might'a wrote 'bottle,' but I could
have 'wrote' battle').
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