One night I went walking,
It was a late night in June;
I hung my coat
On the light of the moon;
I tossed my cap
On the point of a star;
Kicked off my shoes
Inhaled my cigar.
I draped my pants
On the tail of a comet,
Lay down in my undies
And proceded to vomit.
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