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Love Bank
round every corner's a food bank
but what about people like me?
my table creaks with provisions,
I'm never short of salmon for tea
its a love bank my heart needs
somewhere to nourish my soul,
fill my breast with fondant fancies
its been far too long on the dole
I dream of hot charitable staff
eager women dressed to kill,
piling my basket with promise
red ...
Saturday 5th December 2020 10:46 am
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