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Sep 2014
That dullard Percival Crane
he's boring into my brain
he's talking train
timetables and grain
sizes and portfolios
and shares
**** he's assaulting my ears
Next timeΒ Β when I spy his magnified eyes
I'll say, see you Percy, my how time flies
Written by
TonyC  Glasgow
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