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Lord ! how I see him With too much independent frenzy in it ; now , And all for cellaring what he knows won't Pretending , maybe trying , to be like us . keep , Whatever he may have meant , we never had And what he'd best forget -- but ...
Lord ! how I see him With too much independent frenzy in it ; now , And all for cellaring what he knows won't Pretending , maybe trying , to be like us . keep , Whatever he may have meant , we never had And what he'd best forget -- but ...
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... the little striker having the best time tickling away everybody's brain so everybody just puts out their finger and they stuff the poor thing all full of fingers dead has a smile like the nicest man you've never met who maybe winks ...
... the little striker having the best time tickling away everybody's brain so everybody just puts out their finger and they stuff the poor thing all full of fingers dead has a smile like the nicest man you've never met who maybe winks ...
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have no imagination ) or never never to wonder about guys you used to ( and them slim hot queens with dam next to nothing on ) tangoing ( while a feller tries to hold down the fifty bucks per job with one foot and rock a 10 cradle with ...
have no imagination ) or never never to wonder about guys you used to ( and them slim hot queens with dam next to nothing on ) tangoing ( while a feller tries to hold down the fifty bucks per job with one foot and rock a 10 cradle with ...
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Specimen Days | 762 |
Sing | 773 |
One Hour to Madness and Joy | 807 |
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The Oxford Anthology of American Literature, Band 2 William Rose Benét,Norman Holmes Pearson Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 1938 |
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