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B(racket)

There’s a racket out there and a bracket in hereAnd I’m not quite sure what I meanIs it anyone for tennis?Is it anyone for edits?Is it something not quite out of a dream?There’s a bracket out there and a racket … Continue reading

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Complaint

This apple has a rotten spot I think I should complain I’ll write to Asda, double quick. Oh hell, here comes the rain. My washing was so nearly dry, And now it’s all wet through The weather forecast told a … Continue reading

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