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Apr 2016
he shakes your left hand
as much as this offends
repulses
hes been here before
and hes heard the stories
how you buried his elders
in pig skin
a week late
facing west
hes keeping his right hand ready
and hes going to strike when his hospitality runs out
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo
Written by
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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