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Have always had big toes. With smells emanating that drift up into your nose. And the people in my family, have questionable hygiene. I think it all comes from, watching too much Mr Bean. But there's nothing to compare, With my Grandad's Steely Hair. Its thick and wiry, and looks like a rug, And you always find one or two in your mug. He's hairy but I love him, My hairy Grandad.
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