353 – A Simple Life

Poem Number 353
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A Simple Life
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Little Cletus sits and strums
His banjo all the day
Whilst daddy murders strangers
Who had simply lost their way
A simple life, for simple folk
A life that never palls
Moonshine by the bucketful
And dungarees for all.

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