Res Ipsa Loquitur.....
I'm not that interesting but here's a poem I wrote....
It's called 'I caught a lift with Ironside'
I caught a lift with Ironside,
he let me on the back,
he wheeled me down to chinatown,
to his secret little shack,
holed up inside were all his friends,
drinking up a storm,
Quincy sat me down and said,
you look quite forlorn,
"whats the matter kid?"
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