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Shut Up and Write
At a recital
The other night
I had to restrain
With all my might
From wiping my arse
On the written shite
That was spouted from
Mouths so vain, so trite
I took myself
Away from that place
Full of whisky
Full of disgrace
And flushed my ego
Down the pan
I just can’t bear
To be that man
Thursday 5th November 2015 6:58 am
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