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Edward James Jan 2010
I thought that I could love no other
That is until I met your brother,
Sister, auntie and your mother,
I think I'm in a bit of bother.
Edward James Jan 2010
No more will I stroll down Northbourne Ave
Without my largest lid on
For what I thought a drop of rain
Came not from passing cloud but pigeon

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