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Nov 2014
the presiding queen
at the place
twas found to have
a faker's face

she could act
with great pretension
of it she got more
than a passing mention

to dissociate with such kind
doth give much peace of mind

the wool over my eyes
she did pull
but I awoke to her
load of bull
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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