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It's a good day to live, to die, to try and write I might even say it's a good day to wonder outside of Pandora's keyhole but you'd think it was a euphemism, an alchemy when in reality it's a truism as real as this. If you'd told me the secret let me in on where you keep it we could do away with injustice as you do away, every day. In Lancashire which is where the cheese is from and on some promenade or off on the side they're going to frack Westminster backed the money men and now we're tied up in knots so tell me how local is local when London's disloyal? I'd ask a Royal but there's never one about when the **** hits the fan, well not since Princess Diana but that's another sad story.
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Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
Popeye the failure man
It's a good day to live, to die, to try and write I might even say it's a good day to wonder outside of Pandora's keyhole but you'd think it was a euphemism, an alchemy when in reality it's a truism as real as this. If you'd told me the secret let me in on where you keep it we could do away with injustice as you do away, every day. In Lancashire which is where the cheese is from and on some promenade or off on the side they're going to frack Westminster backed the money men and now we're tied up in knots so tell me how local is local when London's disloyal? I'd ask a Royal but there's never one about when the **** hits the fan, well not since Princess Diana but that's another sad story.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
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