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Jack in a box
Jack was a boy who struggled in school
Getting suspended ...for breaking the rules
He would wonder the streets and rob out the shops
Take milk from the doorsteps and lead from roof tops
His mum was an addict his dad wasn't there
Troubled young Jack got put in to care
Stuck in the system.. Jack's just a number
From pillar to post now split from his brother
He's mixing...
Saturday 7th December 2024 1:37 pm
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