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When the old man Married the fair lady, He sold and lost His sense of touch. Fifty golden calves -- For his sense’s valves. Stardust from the skies Were golden showers On their banquet's eve, Blinding old man's hands & losing the lady's eyes.
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:02 AM UTC
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When the old man Married the fair lady, He sold and lost His sense of touch. Fifty golden calves -- For his sense’s valves. Stardust from the skies Were golden showers On their banquet's eve, Blinding old man's hands & losing the lady's eyes.
bryan-amerila
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:02 AM UTC
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