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Feb 2011
When I was in the queue for brains
I thought that they said pains
and asked for nothing all that sharp
made angel break a string on her harp
Read that the queue marked bravery
said slavery, nope none of that
what a stupid ****** Welsh ****
thank goodness when I saw the queue for smiles
i didn't read it wrong and get **** piles
as I had asked for a broad beaming one
that would have made for a tender ***
more work time fun....
jeremy wyatt
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jeremy wyatt  With Fairy Lu in Dunblane
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