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One's Crap & PisStory
(Verbal decipher kit at the ready…)
One's horse drawn carriage
Left London one day
Edinburgh bound
But got lost along the way
Ended up in North-East?
Streets filled with shit
And soot covered peasants
Adorning most of it
In peered through one's window
With coal dust for skin
A ruffian to behold!
With a crooked, toothless grin
"Where's th'...
Wednesday 15th September 2021 5:42 pm
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