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shit robin
The shit robin sees the worst of you
The seasonal drowning of long suppressed sorrows
The pound shop perfumes and wrapping paper plasters
The curled plastic needles of the good old Christmas tree
Unboxed and toxic, stood in the corner, emaciated
The shit robin sees the worst of you
The festive fights and discount blusher plastered on cheeks
(so as the bairns don’t get sca...
Sunday 20th December 2015 11:46 pm
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