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Ach, a delicah constitution, have I me auld bones are getting wearier if somebody sneezes I have a cowld its getting worser the more I get older I can’t get a dacent man but I’m looking as hard as I can I’ve got a little piece of land so for a dowry he’d be grand See, since I buried my first two it’s not easy to get a beau and these day’s I’m not such a pretty view I can be a bit contrary and my moods oft vary but unlike my sister Mary I haven’t got a tash long and hairy I don’t need any of that *** stuff I can tell ya that for nuttin Its help around the farm I’m huntin I can make a dacent cup-o-tay and I’m handy at baling the hay so if your up for a bit of honest toil and your humour don’t make me blood boil Come marry Teresa Rafter when I’m gone you’ll live happily ever after
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 6:44 AM UTC
Teresa Rafter
Ach, a delicah constitution, have I me auld bones are getting wearier if somebody sneezes I have a cowld its getting worser the more I get older I can’t get a dacent man but I’m looking as hard as I can I’ve got a little piece of land so for a dowry he’d be grand See, since I buried my first two it’s not easy to get a beau and these day’s I’m not such a pretty view I can be a bit contrary and my moods oft vary but unlike my sister Mary I haven’t got a tash long and hairy I don’t need any of that *** stuff I can tell ya that for nuttin Its help around the farm I’m huntin I can make a dacent cup-o-tay and I’m handy at baling the hay so if your up for a bit of honest toil and your humour don’t make me blood boil Come marry Teresa Rafter when I’m gone you’ll live happily ever after
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 6:44 AM UTC
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