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I am a fork in a world of soup a scout without a troop a landline phone in a world of mobiles a voicemail speed dial a punchline which is a slow poke a old bloke surrounded by stylish gits a thong in a world of bras and **** Facebook without the pictures selfies at the right angle a pen in a tangle a stranger in a crowd nuff said not loud a cuppa tea in world of coffee a defenceless toffee in a world of chocolate biscuits don't risk it or me cause i am too different a black sheep in a world of white a short skirt in a world of jeans a nghtmare in a world of dreams. you may look you may stare but i am the unknown you have to find me a home.
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 1:43 PM UTC
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I am a fork in a world of soup a scout without a troop a landline phone in a world of mobiles a voicemail speed dial a punchline which is a slow poke a old bloke surrounded by stylish gits a thong in a world of bras and **** Facebook without the pictures selfies at the right angle a pen in a tangle a stranger in a crowd nuff said not loud a cuppa tea in world of coffee a defenceless toffee in a world of chocolate biscuits don't risk it or me cause i am too different a black sheep in a world of white a short skirt in a world of jeans a nghtmare in a world of dreams. you may look you may stare but i am the unknown you have to find me a home.
alienpoet
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 1:43 PM UTC
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