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Feb 2022
We are honoured and privileged
to represent the Haves

Our commiserations to the Losers
shame that is habitual

We can see its extremely difficult
belonging to the Have-nots

We understand them being sour
sullen angry bad losers

They claim its not an even playing field
but their parents are
employed to dig and prepare the field

So lets face it square
we always win because we are better
better than them

And we never need to resort to cheating
and deploying ***** tricks

perhaps they should get better salt and learn
to get a grip of themselves

Blazing Red Devils just roast in their hell fires
as the Saints come marching on

Glory, glory, Hallelujah
Thank God for the laughs I see and have....A day without laughter is a day wasted
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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