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Shouting into the rain "
unfortunately for all you screaming fans
there is no such thing
as the young Tom Waits, he was dispersed
in Avignon with embarassingly no world war
to masculinly claim
his life and write him- one more
pretty engraved name - into history. It was instead
a drunken driveby near miss
the sound of which rang in his ears
for hours leaving him deaf and destitute
until by the side of the road
lamenting failed underwear entries
he ceased and untied his existence
letting it blow- wind
rushing by the ear of
a pretty girl trudging happily upstream.