.I was drunk in youth's womb,
Hungover for years in this tomb.
I hate the yellow veins in your green and pink face,
I hate the hedgerows in your countrified lanes.
Bright lights,
Where the roads are paved with shite.
A huge slag heap from an open cast mind,
Keep walking a.
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