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(1) I am the huckster of love, bibulous in love She is my bijou, she is my billow She is my Hob-goblin.                        2 At dead of night she called me I fell into oblivion She came off with flying colors I was impressed by her green eye She was a pack of lies I sailed, I sailed under her false colors I sailed, I sailed under her false colors                             3 These are the hows and whats of my love Waiting to pay the debt of nature Waiting for the call of my creator Living to write my swan song, living to write my swan song Expecting to write it ere long, expecting to write it ere long                              4 I am the huckster of love, bibulous in love She is my bijou, she is my billow She is a hob-goblin.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:56 PM UTC
The Huckster Of Love
(1) I am the huckster of love, bibulous in love She is my bijou, she is my billow She is my Hob-goblin.                        2 At dead of night she called me I fell into oblivion She came off with flying colors I was impressed by her green eye She was a pack of lies I sailed, I sailed under her false colors I sailed, I sailed under her false colors                             3 These are the hows and whats of my love Waiting to pay the debt of nature Waiting for the call of my creator Living to write my swan song, living to write my swan song Expecting to write it ere long, expecting to write it ere long                              4 I am the huckster of love, bibulous in love She is my bijou, she is my billow She is a hob-goblin.
Huckster of love- the man who travels around with love Bijou- jewel billow- grave sea Hob goblin- Naughty fairy Swan song- the last work of life.....
md-huda
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Bangladeshi
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:56 PM UTC
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