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May 2015
Just maybe
I will fall on my knees and pray
on this anything can happen saturday
eat fish and chips
and **** friday
wash my clothes
and watch mondays blues fade away
on anything can happen Saturday
who now's
where my Saturday goes.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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