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[aid] => mick
[title] => that/'/s that
[time] => 2019-02-12 21:29:53
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[bodytext] => That/'/s you winning
That/'/s you smiling
That/'/s you falling
That/'/s me laughing
That/'/s the way the cookie crumbles
read aloud in well meant snippets
everybody loves their mother
everybody sees the fall
apart from those who see a reason
for the end against the wall
reason is the last hoorah
they stand on it as they survey
the ornaments and idle chattle
painting clean and painting white
painting all the elements
your appraisal of the earth?
bugger off now, time for going
believe in a virgin birth
believe what you have to, soldier
see the world the way they say
winning is the only matter
losing is the final prize
some of us are ready for it
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