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Addressed to a can

O you can, can you,

with your modest

inscription of 4%,

play the surprised innocent

and deny your bullying?

A mere 330ml,

just a quiet companion

you claim, but when prowling

the town in your press-gang

dirty-dozen packs

can you deny messing

with our sons and our daughters

on these long testing nights?

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