Poison Ivy

I got poison Ivy at Hands On Atlanta Day. Now I’ve got that damn song
(late at night while you’re sleeping, poison ivy comes a-creepin’ uh-uh
row ow ow ow owoond) running in my head night and day. I did drink a
lot of Sweetwater at the after party, though.

In other news, I wrote more songs. Check ’em out!

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