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Colin The Mine

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Here I am again
Sitting within the court
Failing to pay for what I had not bought
Is it a crime or a sin
When all I wanted was a bottle of Gin
So here again I’ll play the part
Looking fragile with broken heart
It’s also necessary to look contrite
While you fill them full of shite
I know what to say
As  know the score
Withing ten minutes
I’m out the door
 
As of now I’m starting to withdraw
So I head to the shop to get some more
I’m usually in and out in a flash
Especially when you’re lacking cash.
I observe for a little while.
Like a rocket I’m up the aisle
I soon get what need
So I turn to leave
Then in total despair
I see Security standng there.
Are you going to pay for that.
Don’t be daft you silly twat.
I turn and give a respectful bow.
See you later you silly cow
 
 

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