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Feb 2016
My bed is made of candy floss
my house is made of cheese
it's light by loades of glow worms
the people next door
think that it's time I move on
there is a door at the front marked truth
and one at the rear marked lises.

Dear Mr Fantersy play me a tune
but stay out of my head
make people see we are one
there is no thing such as colour
and black and white is monochrome
so no colour @ all.


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Not ****. the x is a kiss right between your eyes.

P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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