Blackleg Poems - Poems about Blackleg

...Life is like a bottle of buckfast Sticky sweet but in the end its harsh Take too much gets you ed fast LIfes not for the faint of heart heres my bars I was born in the G town 2 teams that......

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...The picket line’s a lonely place With just two of you there Fighting for a membership That doesn’t seem to care. Two members turned back; Just two, no more. Most of them slipped quietly in Thr......

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