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Clubs comes and goes

Are so sick things
See you now and then
Wondered what the hell should I say?
Far back I went
Set on any bus
Saw you at the wind’s fan
But for now I’ll say hello
Just a few words
Some I missed have disappeared
I don’t want to sit here
So I am looking up old acquaintances here sometimes
They might get a shock
But soon they begin to laugh when I pull the old sick jokes