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Jan 2017
Hello, I'm a pair of trousers;
a spot of ink, a stain of curry.
Though of course, not all
at the same time.
For an hour trousers.
For a day ink stain.
For every 5th week a curry stain.

I'd rather be coin in a wallet,
or the sea in the Bahamas.
But I guess I'm **** out
of luck.
Gregory Paul Dancer
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