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Feb 2014
I can't eat this mother
the pearl barley has the constituency of snot
Ok beat me around the head again, give me another
but I swear from ever on..... no more stew mother

From those days
those dumpling filled days
the ******* chasing me
over hills and valleys in nightmares

No I will not put that in my mouth
ever if my life depended on it
I tell you what you can do with your stew
give it to another, no more stew mother


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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