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12h
Fore and aft
Been thinking about
What that portends
In the time I've got left
Being dramatic
Up my ****
Round the bend
Got no impediments
But still doing nowt
Except
Disintegrating
Into the upholstery
That
Does not
Have to be that.
Written by
Jimmy silker
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