Peace, man...
...let your light side overpower your anger...
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ClanSoul,
Sun 9 Sep 2007, 14:29,
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Mr Johnson lived on the corner/ of our street
and he laughed at our bell-bottomed trousers/ and our bare feet.
And he called us long haired faggots as we walked by.
But we didn't get mad 'cos we know he's uptight.
Heyyyyy! Mr Johnson!
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The Alchemist king of the needlessly complicated,
Sun 9 Sep 2007, 15:01,
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