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Mar 2014
Jaw jaw.

Bless 'em all,bless 'em all
and let's hope those ******* will fall,
off
their high horses and into the ****
I'd walk right past them and
not care a bit
'cause they're grinding us into the ground,
the pound is worth **** all at all
so here's to the mighty and farewell
to blighty,
cheer up my lads
bless 'em all.
Oops..rewriting war songs..and famous songs too...sing along boys and girls.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Terry O'Leary
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