He wasn't the Messiah, he was just a very naughty boy

 Don't under estimate me now, because you may be the one to fall into the penny well, you take your service for a smiling guarentee, you place your self much higher than the likes of me, so I say don't under estimate me now, because you may be the one to fall into the penny well, - this was a poem my mate wrote and penned into a song when we were 16 and in New Zealand and we saw a business man in an expensive Italian suit, walk up to a penny well, or wishing well depending on your part of the world, and bend down and proceed to take out a coin from the well and pocket it, obviously it's a pop song, the type you write when your'e that age and all full of piss and vinegar having been brought up on a steady diet of beatles and beach boys and southern American west coast high lonesome country rock, you know what I mean, it's like bound to spill out...... just saying.

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