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going out ( this poem contains roughly 13% of your r.d.a of shite )

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take your key

in case clay pigeons sing


take your phone

in case the onions ring


take some cash

to barter with the sheep


grab a nap

in case there's time for sleep


don a smile

there may be acid rain


& odd socks

no, never two the same


wear good boots

no, not the naughty pair


cross your toes

then go, out there - take care

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