In Memoriam
A seventeen year old boy-
Is in a box.
Prom night, lights bright,
Dancing at the sock-hop.
But no, he wasn't drunk driving-
He was hit by a drunk driver.
Another turn of the screwdriver.
A polished oak box.
A seventeen year old boy-
Is in a box.
Prom night, lights bright,
Dancing at the sock-hop.
But no, he wasn't drunk driving-
He was hit by a drunk driver.
Another turn of the screwdriver.
A polished oak box.
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