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pete

you just wouldn't believe
some of the beds that he made
for old pete could sleep
on a sharp razor blade

one foot on the floor
one leg on a bed
sat on a locker with
a wall for his head

a roadside bench
all covered in snow
how stiff we were
when we woke up to go

once in the drying room
amongst all the clean kit
which dehydrated old pete
just more than a little bit

with a loud cry of water
he came awake
staggered to a basin
with a huge thirst to slake

you just wouldn't believe
some of the beds that he made
for old pete could sleep
on a sharp razor blade

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