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Feb 2012
The sprinting sprite was wearing stripes
Bespectacled in black and white
He offered up some hushed advice
On how to live my life

I said be gone and don't come back
Don't dare to tell me how
The wisdom to advise you lack
I've done alright till now
While I was ill in bed this nasty came to me.
martin
Written by
martin  England
(England)   
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