[[ I was reading the obituaries and listening to songs. Suddenly, Bob and Elvis. ]]
I saw your face
while I was listening
to mystery train.
Why sixteen coaches?
Sixteen's always
the lecher's number.
Why long black train?
Long and black are always
porn specifications.
This is the nonsense
I'd have told you
but you were dead.
Are dead. Be dead.
Or not be dead. Ride
the mystery train.
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