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Feb 2018
I took my slap-hammer into the wood-shop to pose like Joe Cocker,
before Joe died of trophoblast cancer that he got from a gym-locker
I stuck my clap-whammer into food slop to cry for ogre Joe Cocker,
before Joey died of 6 cancer warts that he caught from Dan Blocker
that shook up Lorne Greene's ****** **** like a heart-attack shocker
that quaked Lorne Greene's Nigerian *** for a heart-attack shocker
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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