Christmas Morning: Busza's In The Garage

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He walks alone
With legs tied

And shall his fickle soul forget about
Christmas Morning: Busza’s in the Garage?

He walks alone
With tongue dried
Whose tears are meant
To moist it?

And shall his fickle soul forget about
Christmas Morning: Busza’s in the Garage?

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