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The Big Spot
I’ve got a big spot on the top of my head
It came from nowhere and just grew and grew
I’m not happy about it
But I might as well admit
I’ve got a big spot on the top of my head.
The next day that big spot was still there
I gave it a squeeze and some gunk came out
I slapped on some cream then I slapped on some more
I’ve still got a big spot on my head
But now it’s qu...
Wednesday 22nd March 2023 6:58 pm
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