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[in the interest of peace and harmony: this is
an observation on needles in general and not
on Covid vaccinations]

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I’ve no front teeth cos when I was twenty four
I lost those teeth to a very slippy floor
I’m nineteen stone and as big as I may be
There ain’t no way you’re sticking needles into me

I lost my leg back in nineteen ninety three
A Great White Shark bit it off below the knee
I bore that pain as I bled into the sea
But there ain’t no way you're sticking needles into me

The gash on my neck which I did when I was shaving 
Sure did sting but with no ranting and raving
It took a while to heal up and my blood ran free
But there ain’t no way you’re sticking needles into me

I grew up with my fists up for my neighbourhood was rough
The guns and knives (that’s just the wives) and punch ups made me tough
No shank and no machete made me turn about and flee
But there ain’t no way you’re sticking needles into me

I haven’t any fingers on my left hand anymore
They had an altercation with a spinning power saw
So pain and me, you see, share familiarity
But there ain’t no way you’re sticking needles into me

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[Just to clarify… I’m not 19 stone (266 pounds), I do have front teeth, I have two legs, eight fingers, two thumbs and I’m not scared of needles… form an orderly queue ladies…]

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