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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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