Three Rs
Among beers and conversation with an old friend
We spoke of our hometown
Everyone is getting divorced
All the divorcees
Getting with other divorcees
Keeping it a tight group
Bodily fluids still run deep
Twenty years later
The one that got away is on your line again
In a whole world of new genitals
There’s a place in California
Where the beat-up ones are still better
One’s junk has been pleasure for us all
Fur burgers and meat sticks are recycled
Like bottles and old car parts
And comfortably familiar is preferred
