Along I-15 in Nevada, northeast of Las Vegas
Old Lewis Paine
Never failed to complain
About every little ill and woe
If he had a slight cough
Or stubbed his big toe
He was always sure to let
Each and every person know
His crying and whining
Every night and every day
Finally drove family and friends away
And when the hour finally arrived
That he really, truly felt
Like he was actually going to die
There was no one left to hear him say good bye
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