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Nov 2016
the noose hes holding on to
is the rope that stops him drowning
balanced on the razors edge
of someone elses understanding
of how to stop a scrambled egg
standing in the fire surrounding
the frying pan hes made his bed in
but wont lie down and die in in silence
from spitting in their eye
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo
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Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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