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the man who loved all women
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CAN THINGS GET ANY WORSE. ?
just then his mother came into the room
Bit him on the neck
And ****** out all of his blood !
YES THINGS CAN GET WORSE
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... & then
He fell in love !
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OH NO ! TOO BAD !
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( he " !l get over it in a few years. ! )
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She with the bare ******* in the foggy night
Of angel's song
Was leaning out her window
Looking down at me
I of the sweet street
I of the god 's home
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And we saw each other
And every child is glad
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Violins sing in the early evening
Unicorns dance unto the dawn
Little Mary loves little Joey
It is good
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Come child be free
Come child
Unto me
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