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Friday, 28 February 2014

S*uck my nob

Read my blog, 
Then suck my nob, 
It'll get you interested, 
If I just rhyme, 
Till the end of time, 
You'll be glad that you invested. 
The scores on the boards, 
From the angry hoards, 
Return on all that I have jested, 
Make money mine, 
And living fine, 
Until our time is tested.

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