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John 3: 16

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

I’m wallowing in sunshine and soaking up the sun,
Sitting on this bench eating a currant bun,
Me swimmy cosie’s soaked the paper,
I’ve spread it out oh what a caper.
I feel a right real plonker,
Sitting in front of the store,
Airing me bits and pieces,
Hope they don’t fall on the floor.

There’s a man sat on the same seat,                                                                                                    Bit queer in the head so to speak,
I can do without that, I’d soon knock him flat,
If he started to talk to me.

Folk passing me by look at me all funny,
And think what a strange place to dry your washing,
But why should I care cause folk want to talk,
I’m only like them out for a walk.