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My Baby's gone fishing I hope he catches himself a treat For us both to eat And when he comes back home I'll make him a meal Of bread and butter
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 5:30 PM UTC
Gone Fishing
My Baby's gone fishing I hope he catches himself a treat For us both to eat And when he comes back home I'll make him a meal Of bread and butter
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23/F/Australia
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 5:30 PM UTC
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