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Johnny Exit
Johnny Exit scarpered
Through the once impregnable door:
Shut now. Well bolted.
Though people still knock.
That was fifty years ago;
He drove a Vauxhall in his vest
On days of melting tarmac,
When sizzled cash was king.
The sightings continue:
In supermarkets, like Elvis,
Or just last week, in town,
Knocked down by a motorbike.
The file festers, w...
Saturday 10th May 2025 8:00 am
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