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Koo Maos

Published May 26, 2017 in Carmine - 0 Comments

Koo Maos

Carmine smoked Kool Milds and lots of weed.

Did the JB dance move like a champ.

The seizures would come in the middle of the night.

It was as though some malevolent spirit

had come to throw him a beating.

He’d emerge bruised and battered.

Seemed so unfair because he really was such a sweetheart.

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