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You can't recall
If the whiskey knocked you flat
Or if everything was a blur
When you met her
All that you remember
Are the tunes of a vampire
A melancholy tune
About impending doom
I'll fetch your tankard
Fill it to the brim
A cask of stale
Broken Drum ale
Wondering how long till you meet again
On the bank of the Ankh
Too much too drink
You could barely even think
Too much Bear Hugger
When you met her

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