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Then I was told
That the barfly with the pigeon-toed
Was knocked, down the other road..
But I heard the mad man was playing with him.
And that he ran toward the other side.
How come he didn't see it?
Even when the mad man crossed over
walking aimlessly at the other end of the sidewalks
This barfly i heard
His head was drowned
With an African strong beer that got his life dared.
That he couldn't see the carriage when it drove near him.
The driver was reckless as the speed was more than normal
Before he marched the break
It already got him swayed.
Hitting the drunken man whose head was drowned
That's how the man lost his life
bearing his bottle gin in his arms.
Don't you think an insane man even better the drunk?