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It's that time or sometimes it's this time but one time at this or at that time it'll be my time the communion wine was drugged the Methodist chapel was bugged and the man on the 'rugged cross' couldn't give a toss about me. Bobby robbed the offertory so no hope or hymns for him. Death has possibilities not meant to be but definitely true. The boys in blue caught Bobby threw him in the clink ***** ***** went the coins as they rattled in his pockets which were as deep as the hole he was in and still no hymn for him.
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 5:30 AM UTC
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It's that time or sometimes it's this time but one time at this or at that time it'll be my time the communion wine was drugged the Methodist chapel was bugged and the man on the 'rugged cross' couldn't give a toss about me. Bobby robbed the offertory so no hope or hymns for him. Death has possibilities not meant to be but definitely true. The boys in blue caught Bobby threw him in the clink ***** ***** went the coins as they rattled in his pockets which were as deep as the hole he was in and still no hymn for him.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 5:30 AM UTC
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