Shaky hands
Flaming faux pas
Two silver broaches
Uncomfortable phone call
Forgot my wallet
Wired or wireless
"God Hates The Wicked"
All day sunglasses
Grease on my fingers
Less than perfect timing
Avoidance via shower
Colorful flak jacket
Grate in the asylum
Forehead splashed with droplets
Let the good times roll
Touch of a hangover
Crossword in the waiting room
Levity in the chapel
Message tone had to go
Concerned for my welfare
Still surviving Death
But the bastard is chasing me
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