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------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.
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I took off my pants and then
I took off my skin
it aint even noon yet
and I’m drunk
at the La Quinta Inn.
Where do we end
Where do we begin
breakfast and my car
are continental
at the La Quinta Inn.
Why are you so sad
when you can sit and spin
everyone’s sin is 50% off
down at the La Quinta Inn.
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