Here's the first verse of one based on my experiences in the 1980s in Toronto, Canada.

I was going for a stroll,
    Walking West on Barton Street,
On a tragic, hot, and fateful August day,
When I chanced upon two women,
    And their voices were so sweet,
But they stole the best part of my life away.
    I was pressed into service, though no time I could afford,
    And I spent my next three years on the Karma Co-op Board.

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