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Fixed upon a stare and I dare untie the look. needlepoints and button hooks and afternoon spent with Aunt Maud. She covered up piano legs and wrote letters to the press but, as mad a box of monkeys nevertheless. Down the coach and horses in the 'snug' with a bottle of stout easy to get her in there next to impossible getting her out and then dear Lord you took Aunt Maud a mistake you'll come to rue and when she bends your ear for half a year you'll not know what to do.
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 1:50 PM UTC
Passing time
Fixed upon a stare and I dare untie the look. needlepoints and button hooks and afternoon spent with Aunt Maud. She covered up piano legs and wrote letters to the press but, as mad a box of monkeys nevertheless. Down the coach and horses in the 'snug' with a bottle of stout easy to get her in there next to impossible getting her out and then dear Lord you took Aunt Maud a mistake you'll come to rue and when she bends your ear for half a year you'll not know what to do.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 1:50 PM UTC
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