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Nov 2019
I knew a man who had no ears
He’d often have me in fits of tears
When walking round in his clothes
Like a model he’d pull a pose

I knew a man who had no arms
In his mouth were lucky charms
One for me and one for him
The chance of two was very slim

I knew a man who had no feet
Who would ride around in a seat
Telling the world to move away
Revealing a trumpet he would play

I knew a man with half a head
I’d often find him in my bed
He made my life bright and sunny
My unique brother was devilishly funny
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
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