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Nov 2015
Oh Darling
Mug of wine
Sick of slumber
Woke me from that place down under
Double kettles
Double things
Shared for all
In eight we
sing

Darling Darling
You're my favourite
Favourite fresh friend favourite favourite
favourite doll fake guitar
fake smile forced for
friends only for awhile

Tugged by a rope
I tied myself
Towed along grass
you skilfully hid
the truth from me

DARLING OH DARLING
I see you now
My brother warned me about you
He saw right through you
right
over
you.
Written by
Victoria
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