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There's one strange place he goes every week
Where they dare to mean what they speak
With ease and clarity
They do this as Charity
Naming it something that oozes bile
So vagrant, offensive but with a smile
He cares alot for this place
To make my money and save face
The kids are Chidren and not Young People
To spare the blushes of the steaple
Such flippant st...
Tuesday 22nd July 2025 1:57 pm
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