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My Back
My back is sending me a message
it says I'm getting old
That's why I don’t like the winter
My back doesn’t like the cold.
It’s not as if I’m in agony
And the pain is under control.
But my back could do with a massage;
Not reminders that I’m getting old.
I need to send back a message
I need to be rather bold
There’s no bloody need to remind me
-I know I’m ...
Tuesday 30th September 2014 5:49 pm
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