A Saturday In Late November
¶ 1
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It’s a Saturday
In late November
It’s blimmin taters*
¶ 2
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Arthur’s in me joints*
Will anything, anything
Come and ease my distress?
¶ 3
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Yeah!
At twenty to five
Three points!
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