Can'T Stop (Also Dedicated To Samantha) Poem by Casey Taylor

My mind wanders every time I think of you as the groom, I just can’t imagine you being the one saying “ I Do” you’re usually the guy in the back getting hammered and trying to flirt with the broom next to bathrooms and making those weird noises with your nose and making me spit coke out of my ears so here’s to you buddy may you be like that for life!
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And no this is not about you this is just something I do