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In 1901 my grandma
Was three
If I were her mom
At the soda fountain
You'd find me
Drinking as many
Coke-a-colas as I could
It was the real thing
Must have been good
For whatever ails you
Fails you
Gets to you
You, Yourself, and You.

1/15/2009 2021 cj

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