Stevie McCabe's Diabolic Blog

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Send my Stubbies to the cleaners

Forget the loose rose wash
It never added stretch anyway
Forget the epidermal dahl rise
Forget the weekend getaway

Nothing happens here
I like it that way
Garbage cans flow back and forth
Todays KFC doesn’t taste like yesterdays

It is live it is real
Somehow it couldn’t be keener
Gave me quite a start
Sent my Stubbies to the cleaners



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