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Dec 2013
Bill and Ben are off their heads again,smoking **** because they need that little **** ain't life a joke,
Bill and Ben can't remember when or if they can they can't be arsed until the dope becomes so scarce, and they know that's there's nothing worse than
Bill and Ben,
no joint for them
poor blokes they got no smokes and nothing which to stoke the fire that burns their eyes and gets them higher.
Bill and Ben
are bored and boring men,they got a job,oh flobalob,
Bill and Ben.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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