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Better alone by Atile (the bread queen)
When I’m not alone
All I do is moan
I also groan
My companions say “Oh won’t you stop!”
But my only reply is “I’m going to the shop”
When I’m alone
I can play my trombone
Without somebody screaming “I would rather you moan!”
And I don’t always have to go to the shop
I just always watch TV non-stop
Once I was alone
And I was on my phone
And I was shown
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Monday 6th April 2020 4:48 pm
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