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My Future lay cradled asleep; I kissed the sweet mouth and she smiled
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Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC
My Future lay cradled asleep;
Now the new chum loaded his three-nought-three, It's a small-bore gun, but his hopes were big.
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Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 10:31 PM UTC
Now the new chum loaded his three-nought-three,
Now, a man in Oodnadatta He grew fat, and he grew fatter,
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Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 10:31 PM UTC
Now, a man in Oodnadatta