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Oct 2012
Alright Mr. Weegie,
Calm the ******* beans,
I know it's ******* windy,
Just put on some jeans.

I can see it on your shoulder,
That masssive ******* chip,
That makes you think you're sorer,
Than a broken ******* hip.

That make you think you know,
About every ******* thing.
"What's that you say? Oh no no no,
I'M THE BANTER KING."

Your life's the ******* hardest,
And your car's the ******* best.
Your ****** dump is bigger
And better than the rest.

OH silly ******* weegie,
Just step off your box,
They're all the same everywhere,
Great ones, bores and *****.

This world is not against you,
Your city's not the best,
It's great I won't refuse you,
Just equal to the rest.

For it's man and mind that makes a life,
Not buildings, blood and steel.
And the mind contains the greatest strife,
So shut up and eat your meal.
Written by
Greig M
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