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May 2017
There Was i on the gallows
I had committed a heinous crime.
Robbed a bank,killed a cop
So now its realisation time.
Wooden overcoat,I was about to wear
So I gave the hangman one happy stare,
blew a kiss to the beautiful world,
Then popped out me crooked tongue,
Then everything went deathly silent,
I knew all me songs had been sung
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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