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Thursday 20 April 2017

NaPoWriMo 2017 Day Twenty

DAY TWENTY

FANCY PANTS NANCY
He gives and He takes we all mistakes
Horses for courses on different days
The way the egg breaks it’s all pains and aches
And nobody remembers September

Oh yesterday’s gone there’s no hanging on
But they say what goes around will still come
Scratching hypodermic needles and pins
So who knows what this September might bring

Go tickle tackle fancy pants Nancy
Everything’s up like a drone in the air
Sitting on top of the shelf looking down
Watching the tic on the old clock go tock

Binge drinking trying to forget she’s gone
Get ye back to the mushroom picking farm

200417 

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