FRIDAY NIGHT

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                                  I'm sitting alone.

                                  I'm at home.

                          



                          I have nothing to do.  

                           I really am blue.

            

        I am really bored.  At lot of this, I have endured.

                How much more must I endure.

                            



                          Everybody's out having fun.

                          I wish that this could be done.

                         I wish I could be one.

                

       Everybody else's is either married or they have a date.

              It's not great.

           That's not my fate.

               The hour's getting late.

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