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...Cloud 9…If anyone can't get me on the phone, They should try cloud 9... Cos at the end of the day, I have to say, I'm feeling rather fine! Cos everything is going well, And me knackered body is still around, In fact, I have to say it, I'm feeling rather sound!! And now I've got me very own book, Cor blimey aint that great! So much so, I have to say, I was in a rather awful state! Cos when I saw that book, With me face on the cover so sweet, I have to say in honesty, It swept me off me flamin' feet!! But hey, I did it, I really did… And now forevermore… Me poems will be remembered, Well blimey, that's what they are for! Saying that, people may not like them! But I have to say that's allowed! And in the meanwhile, if you need me, Try that fluffy number 9 cloud!!! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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