I cried the day George Carlin died
I had just quoted him and was felled by the blow
Armpits, Ass-hole, Teeth and Crotch
I proposed to my wife after one of his shows
Down on the Biloxi coast

I was hoping to see him there one more time
It wasn’t meant to be
He meant a lot to me
I identified with him somehow
I wanted to meet him; won’t get to now
Mr. Carlin, you devil, take one last bow

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