De View
The view
How you see the world bubby,
depending on your age,
naive as the sunshine,
then you turn another page,
the cynic type is coming,
have another beer,
someone bloody wist in it ,
its tasting might *****,
but then you're thin in plenty,
old tripe whose bones do ache,
stop yappin bout serenity,
lets have another steak....
(obscenity) Don Johnson
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