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Apr 17
Never turn up empty handed.
It's the Last Supper tonight
And everyone's invited
But I never know what wine to bring
Don't want the host to feel slighted.
Written by
Jimmy silker
69
     ImosyrroS, M-E, naΗ§Γ­, Geof Spavins and Mary Huxley
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