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Oh! there's that tune again,

the one where the words go

three, two, one,

nine, then ten,

It's sung by old women tea drinking,

(wishing it's gin),

By young women tripping over shoes,

day dreaming, not thinking,

And as the hop scotch breathes,

break, hang and on

such pauses,

I tack my life into bankers' fineprint clauses.