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Jan 2015
and he has a mop
and bucket in his hand
but to him I pray
for he rubs and scrubs
at the graffitee the kids put there yesterday
smiles at all
now thats a man to meet
so I smile
and go on my way.
True  P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
317
   Juneau and Olivia Kent
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