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Apr 2014
The beer brigade bundle onto the bus.
No finance to live on.
Hell hear them cuss, as they sup.
From disposable cans as they drink.
Provokes thought, yep, I think!
Beer at bright Easter time.
Faces right pink, they think.
Actually  red faces they ripples.
With nares that do drip.
He slugs at the ******* of bottles of beer.
With the eyes of the china man,
how those nares do drip.
Will he stop?
No ****** fear!
Drinking his lover, the one he holds dear.
Not being aware that true love is near!
(c) Livvi
Happy Easter to all my friends!
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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