.She had a bun in the oven
It was a hot cross bun.
A bun that was damn hot and angry
Just puffing and steaming to be someone.
It was the fifties
There was war in the streets
With Mussolini and his gangsters raiding Greek houses
For blood and for meat
The day, a mothe.
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