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Sandile Nyendani

Huff and a Puff 


As I woke from my cell, 

A smoke of toke was what I needed, 

As I searched my pocket, 

A token was what I found, 

The token rattled and tangled, 

Took it out of my pocket, 

I walked to the nearest guard, 

I handed it over and he said, 

“What is this – a dusty, rusty old coin?” 

I said “It’s a magical token which can get me a toke, 

This is no joke.” 


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Collins Barracks ,
Benburb St,
Dublin 7,
D07 XKV4

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