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As honesty doesn’t come in half measures

I squared up to him-

‘In this tin is worms,’ I said,

‘I won’t mince syllables,

As I am meant to be gritty-

There’s already too many

In this bit…’


Then we went to town

Dressed as old goths

And we went to town

On each other



◄ Wolves

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