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I am that T-shirt, that gives you sore spots on the entrance to the armpits

I am that cap, that leaves a red ring just below the hair line

I am that wool coat, that itches your neck as you walk along

I am that Chinese meal, that had you bounding to the bog

I am that out of date fruit, that has more meat than fruit

I am that carton of old orange juice, that has more alcohol than bourbon

I am that wad of chewing gum, ruining your favourite trainers

I am that large puddle, on the side of the road you are walking past

I am that misty afternoon, that clouds the good weather up above

I am that bulb in your hall, that has just gone out leaving blackness

I am that misplaced spring, that digs into your back nightly

I am that cold spurt of water, in the middle of your morning shower



He says: I am a favourite slogan bearer that catches the observers eye

He says: I am that covering that reminds somebody of a better day

He says: I am a winters shade from icy cold that keeps another warm

He says: I am the food that hits the spot filling the empty stomach

He says: I am a nutritious snack to all who listen to my words

He says: I am a drink for good times and a tonic for the bad

He says: I am that last piece used to best that perfect kiss

He says: I am a deep well of His wisdom and a lake for His love

He says: I am shield that hides the vulnerable from the glaring heat

He says: I am an ornate candle that may flicker but doesn't fail

He says: I am a place of rest and peace for those I hold dearest

He says: I am that cold splash that awakens and refreshes

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