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Jun 2016
What y'all gonna **** against now that the wall's fallen down?

If we built it and it tilts,
tough.

Them with the kilts on have still got the hots on ( hoots mon) for Euro
I dunno though
it could just be the weather.

But we don't have to explain we're too busy complaining and I'm really ******* because outside it's raining
and it's British rain not dependant on Brussels
(he flexes his muscles)
tremors are felt
seismic events on the trading floors

It still bores me and I need a ***,

where's the wall?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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