Chaos and havoc, arrived by the bus load never to return from whence it flowed replacing with all kinds of strife what in memory was once a blissful life It's enough to make a grown man weep without the loss of many nights' sleep! That too, a vague joy from your past You ponder how things changed so fast what caused your nice life to skid Ah I remember now, t'was that 'bloody kid!'
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