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Dec 2024
Are you still wearing
Coloured odd socks.
Weird odd thought
I can’t find mine.
Are you Still sitting
in that Wonky old chair
Weird odd thought
Leg fell of mine.
Are you still residing
In that home for the insane
Weird odd thought
Im coming home again.
Are you still looking
Through the window of
Despair
Im coming home
Odd socks, we share.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
32
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