letthegravytrainrollphone callplease fill in form andreturn to recruiterdo you think they willgive me thirty eurosfor these booksunemployment officeone way appointmentno need to confirmthat back bike tireused up all the cash I gotfor those second hand booksanyway got some exerciseand that’s a winI guess
Categories: Poetry
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