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Oh, screw it. I just got a great idea for a poem, only to realise that my first line rhymed with a Girls Aloud song... and now all I can think of is 'something kind of ooh, jumping on my tush!' or whatever the words are. Gah! I hate hate hate bloody Girls Aloud.

I'm going to go and sulk now.

I'm being laughed at for this...

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