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Apr 2016
This unimportant information,
That you seem spread.
You're just like a duck,
Constantly quacking for bread.

You seem to think you're lovely,
But that doesn't seem true.
When I hear the lies you spread,
And all the evil you do.

Other people life's are not your business,
So I think it's best you say nout.
Because your serpent like tongue is causing problems,
So sort yourself out.
Rhiannon
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Rhiannon  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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   --- and Vanessa Gatley
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