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Mar 2013
Being poor,
Has become a certainty for me,
I have rejected my dad's money
To go off on my own
And how do I survive it?
I can survive because
I'd **** and eat your family's
Precious little dog
Before I'd let myself starve
Harry J Baxter
Written by
Harry J Baxter  Richmond
(Richmond)   
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