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Life is a stage, And words just an act, There’s no real rehearsal, And that is a fact, So getting things right, When performing at night, Is just so important, There’s no going back. No encore, Performance has got to be good, There’s no second chance at chewing the cud, It’s got to be done, On the first time correct, Cos if it is not, All your chances are wrecked!
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numbnuts
mad bloke lives in spain. thinks he`s completley bonkers, but this is only due to investigating books on insanity. self diagnosed manic depressive ,but loving the rollercoaster ....please excuse me !
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