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Up at 7, too light now Alarm goes and i groan Too awake to try and snooze So out of my bed i step A bomb laid to waste to my kitchen Washing, drying and putting away Final touch wipe down And nails get cleaned in the process Finish tidying things in the bedroom When in a side pocket Two twenty rand notes from Africa 2008 and all the memories flood back I shake my head as they float Around my head and settle six weeks with two gay guys And memories never to forget!

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