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The Paddington Frisk

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To be strung up on a leafless tree, Where everything dies and nothing grows. Hanging like molding fruit, One last dance whilst you decompose. On come the Paddington spectacles, A black plague over all I admired. (A vegetable breakfast) a hearty choke, Seems like the whole world conspired. But there stood a man, He was cut up, distraught and cold. But amongst the wreckage of his rib cage, His heart still thudded as he said: GANDHI: "I regard myself as a


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