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by joe h Jan 1, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
There once was a man he lived in a van he had no home not even a phone the door wouldn't slide his name was Clyde his life was a shame but he wasn't to blame his van didn't drive but he was alive he once had a son and a wife he called hon but they died and he cried then along came a man who was black his name was jack he shot Clyde in the head and Clyde is now dead