john-bartholomew
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Little Lion Cub
Sometimes they think they are it
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the man of the house, demanding when sat, a real big hit
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relish
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Disabled Bog Blues
If you've not done it then you are a liar too
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The luxury of the able-bodied to have a sneaky littl
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Tattoo
I've never been a fan of a permanent picture tan
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as I see them as a mark for life
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a girl you onc
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Lollipop Lady Blues
It doesn't take much, for me to be late in the morning
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A bad nights sleep, another day at work, it
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Window Gazing
As I sit here just chewing the cud
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Nights lost and debauched with my friend Richard
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Picking up t
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Thanks For The Invite
We all know when we are not wanted as it seems that many do,
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A jolly up in the town, everyone ther
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Delicious with Casserole
We all have our favourite flavours, be it what you will
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Add some stock or a can of soup, anything
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The Retards (harsh but true)
Every village, town and city of mass proportion is bound to have some
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The ‘didn’t make the grade a
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Feedback
Sat idle in my stand,
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watching,
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waiting,
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on the rest of the band
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A quiet wooden box of strin
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Paralysis
Since I became paralysed I've lost the will to use it
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My instinct, my never say never, my last min
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