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( A man has fallen and cannot get up) I walk in the room and see him Laying on the floor moaning Like he is in a mystical slumber And cannot awake Call a Doctor! (How Strange!) (But why?) (Leave him where he lie.) Call some One (How Strange!) (But why?) (He is Ancient and ready to die.) Good bye my friend Our parting saddens me But i have no help For you
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Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 11:24 AM UTC
Call a Doctor (How Strange)
( A man has fallen and cannot get up) I walk in the room and see him Laying on the floor moaning Like he is in a mystical slumber And cannot awake Call a Doctor! (How Strange!) (But why?) (Leave him where he lie.) Call some One (How Strange!) (But why?) (He is Ancient and ready to die.) Good bye my friend Our parting saddens me But i have no help For you
HankPym
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Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 11:24 AM UTC
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