For Charles Bukowski
R Richard Wlodarski
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You gotta wake up
With so much damn spunk
You gotta wash out your eyes
And ditch yesterday's cries
You gotta have so damn life
Stiff The Grim Reaper to end
You gotta towel
The screamin' crawl
You gotta die
Until you live
Dust the maggots
Screw the harlots
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