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fins and tails swishing

watch your lies  
fishes eyes  
on and on and on and on  
round the grave  
round the christmas gravy  
what did he say the good man maybe  
as the horses play  
 
break  
 
leaving for work  
leaving for good  
remember to bring home some food  
for the kids dear  
for the kids  
 
slipped out a back door  
like smoke through the mirror
walked to the shop
down by the blood red screaming river
Written by graham_brodie
Published | Edited 12th Jan 2018
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