He was hurting—possibly reeling.
Thinking a trip down to Austin
could cure his ails
He and the old perky blonde
with big tits and a fake tan
bought floor tickets to watch
3 old Jewish dudes in Adidas sweatsuits
jumping around
and rapping on stage.
Just the fix he thought he needed.
The show was good
and the head was amazing
but it didn’t make him feel any better.
In fact nothing would.
~Edward Austin Robertson
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