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Oct 2016
That sly street child stole from a gent!
All raced after him
But he was slippery on his feet
In the hot and cold he went
***** and greasy he was
That sly street child
In the country and city he goes
But never in the suburbs
My oh my
That sly street child!
LovelyLittlePoet
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