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A Poem: Solid As A 

I paid that
boy five dollars for
rock and
roll, he said it was a
deal and would make me
rich, unlike
jazz which just made me
poor and
stoned and got me false
teeth and a turtle
neck but
rock will get me a
palace next to Ronnie Sha-
boom and I will
own the
world of
sounds until the
sky falls at my
feet

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