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Jun 2013
Standing at the roadside
Clicking my left foot
The coal man turned aside
And covered me in soot.

Standing further up the lane
So I won’t get in muddle
A biker rides by
Splashing me with a puddle.

I looked for my coat
As it started to rain
I became very soaked
And floated down the drain.
Written by
cheryl love
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