I miss big brown paper I miss it so much.
It had so much honesty so warm to the touch.
Now when I buy shit it rolls all around.
Just yesterday morning my beer hit the ground.
Just when I thought that it couldn't get worse.
I came home tonight and I knew I was cursed.
There lie my Baby a moaning in bed.
A great big blue dildo buried almost to her head.
I looked at her grimace and knew just my fate.
The worlds gone to plastic and believes it is great.
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