The Unfairness Of Angels

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 Vindaloo
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Extra mild to very hot
A curry always hits the spot
Kingfisher beer or a pint of Calsberg
Wash down the very hot to the extremely absurd
Chicken, lamb or king prawns
All end up in the neighbours lawns
Pink faded lights and 70's decor
Red stained carpets line the floor
Always open to very late
And always leave in a drunken state
With stomachs full and wallets bare
Even though you've had rice to share
The sitar music plays in the background
Tings and twangs an unusual sound
The free mints that come at the end
Arguments about the bill with your friend
And in the early hours when you visit the loo
You get a ‘splash' back of your Vindaloo.



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