Apparently before Jed had left us
He wrotes some poems
Wrote them for no-one
But I guess I'll show them
Here's one of Jed's poems

You said I'd wake up dead [bad word] Alone in the park
I called you a liar
But how right you were
Air conditioned TV, lend 20 grand
Walk to the bank
With shakes from the night before
Stare at the tiki floor
High school wedding ring
Keys are under the mats
Of all the houses here
But not the motels
I try to sing it funny like Beck
But it's bringing me down
Lower than ground
Beautiful ground
Beautiful ground

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