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Jan 2016
I had a word, word, word
That once I heard, heard, heard.
The word was nice, nice, nice,
I've used it twice, twice, twice.
But then it broke,
Went up in smoke.
And I was left,
With just a cleft.
The word's now gone,
And I'm alone,
Alone, lone, lone.
Haddie Brenner
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Haddie Brenner  London
(London)   
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   Dallas
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