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May 2014
Hickory dickory dock
The hands went round the clock
Began to think, poured a drink
******* and three rocks

Hickory dickory dock
Of life, begun to take stock
Quite bereft, there's not much left
And no longer part of the flock

Hickory dickory dock
Went and purchased a Glock
Tastes like metal, burns like a kettle
*******, trigger and stock
nursery rhyme + time
DH Matthews
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DH Matthews  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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