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There's a shiny stranger at the door His eyes are wide, smile white and wanting more With no mask to hide or nowt to give Idle conversation fits before No you can't have my money as I'm skint It's been a long day the saying goes Charity starts at home but not when you work for one There's a level I give and am currently past it Outside of my own remit
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Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 11:56 AM UTC
Fatigue
There's a shiny stranger at the door His eyes are wide, smile white and wanting more With no mask to hide or nowt to give Idle conversation fits before No you can't have my money as I'm skint It's been a long day the saying goes Charity starts at home but not when you work for one There's a level I give and am currently past it Outside of my own remit
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Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 11:56 AM UTC
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