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Your Not My Friend

Your Not My Friend Therefore you can just get out of here And if I see you again Trust me we will kill you fiend So stop your taking life As your own life here is finite We know you are passing through But not before we measure you To make sure we win our fight And size your coffin just right Cos that is where you are going But I would prefer a burning You came you saw You took the poor Then you thought You would take some more You are a loser I would say Because you can not here stay A dead man walking Is the analogy And we will finally win the day So Covid19 go on your way Because we are catching up with you every day DAMO x

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Book: Shattered Sighs