Poem 9

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Two brothers One mission
And four tires squealing
Cross-Country they go
Sharing front seat feelings
Listening to rock and roll
And reading dads journal
Discussing saving humanity
And how to keep the world turning
Eating greasy fast food
Staying in fleabag motels
Playing pranks on each other
While killing a monster here and there
Don't need no real world jobs
No girlfriend, No wife
As long as they have each other
And their supernatural life

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