MARVIN IS NO CONTORTIONIST   I WAS TOLD TO WATCH MY BACK THAT COULD BREAK MY SACROILIAC I TRIED TURNING MY HEAD I SAW NOT MY BACK I SAW MY SHOULDERS INSTEAD I TRIED WITH MIRRORS FRONT AND BACK WHAT I SAW I CAN'T KEEP TRACK WHAT DO YOU MEAN,'WATCH YOUR BACK' By marvin goldfarb © 2010 marvin goldfarb (All rights reserved)

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