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In the red

Grannies pastry shop has seen good years I still remember running errands as a kid I even got my first kiss by that old chummy block As I jumped out pretending I was going out for air But now it's time to let it all go We celebrated our birthdays here with the staff Everyone felt like fahm, everyone loved it here For it was by the silent street down that road Across the sea with calming breeze But now the breeze is blowing the door, time to close up We've got so many fond memories here To everyone this is a big blow And though we had it coming for sometime now We hoped granny could jump back on her feet, to whoop some of those delicious treats And no one seemed to have learnt from her Cause since she went home things kept going south Till the time we could hardly keep up with the payments We've been in the red for a while, but now it's beeping It's on it's last breathes before it's all out The PO£T

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