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Walking through the regiments of old red,cold,dead tenements giving compliments to the planners who put spanners in the works of parliaments. The ghosts of raggy arsed kids still play football on the grass, not caring a rats *** for the 'no ball games' sign and lining up for 'nitty Nora' the bug explorer, lice ain't nice even in the afterlife.
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Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
Dog end days.
Walking through the regiments of old red,cold,dead tenements giving compliments to the planners who put spanners in the works of parliaments. The ghosts of raggy arsed kids still play football on the grass, not caring a rats *** for the 'no ball games' sign and lining up for 'nitty Nora' the bug explorer, lice ain't nice even in the afterlife.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
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