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It's copper pipe or copper plate, eight quid a crate down the scrapyard.
pinching lead off the church roof was the nearest I got to a God,

the lightning rod was made of iron, no one in their right mind would buy one, but it looked good on my bedroom wall.

These days you need documentation
handshakes won't do,
everything's totted up and written down,
even to the last half-crown,

how's a spiv supposed to live?
Steppenwolf at the door
asking if
I wanna score.

When stocktaking is not
a criminal offence,
but shoplifting is.

But
the music plays along
with the words I make up
to my song.
I wish you all
most pleasant days
   no matter what the virus says

and that the year 2022
brings out the best
for me and you

      think positive, test negative

a better New Year to you all
reach for the skies, try not to fall !!
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