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We've Not Had Fun For Ages
You can have too much of a good thing
When even the taste of caviar palls
Our line is more like periwinkles
We live mostly within these walls
We've not had fun for ages
Lately I've felt an urge to break free
Why not the funfair or Ilkley moor?
If only your specialist would agree
Your arthritis is a bit of a downer
One-way traffic to vegetation
At my age I ha...
Friday 17th April 2020 12:36 pm
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