Tag: glorious
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Love is a many splendoured thing – or a bunch of ……
they’re little colured pills that promise all your ills will soon be sent away they taste good on your lips and feel bad on your hips but we swallow anyway in a packet or a bucket by the hand or by the bowl we open wide throw them inside and munch, and crunch, and groan…
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