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OUR STREET
Theres a pub on the corner
A shop across the way
A patch of grass and monkey bars
Were the children play
No ball games signs
They still play ball
Neighbours don't really mind at all
Neighbourhood watch man two doors from the end
And his little dog his bestest friend
The polish lady who's always knitting
On her step a cat's always sitting
The tie dye artist always covered in pain...
Sunday 21st March 2021 10:43 pm
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