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Buzz and bubble, Sign of trouble; Booze and babble, Niche a double. Fuss and disdain, Sign of disease; Splurge of vain gains, Note lack of ease. Blur and rowdy, Times of odd trace; Shades of moody, Tells in your face. Leon Enriquez 20 January 2015 Singapore

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