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When they see you and guy a-walking, They call it courtship; When they see you and a guy a-talking, They pass knowing smiles and well-meaning quips. When both of you are a-quarrelling, They say that the rough must come with the smooth; Before long, one is a-sorrowing – Not for the row (as they think) but over a lost tooth. And then both of you stop seeing each other, They think it such an unpardonable crime; All that time trying to bring you together… ‘Tis a shame the wedding bells are ne’er to chime.
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
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When they see you and guy a-walking, They call it courtship; When they see you and a guy a-talking, They pass knowing smiles and well-meaning quips. When both of you are a-quarrelling, They say that the rough must come with the smooth; Before long, one is a-sorrowing – Not for the row (as they think) but over a lost tooth. And then both of you stop seeing each other, They think it such an unpardonable crime; All that time trying to bring you together… ‘Tis a shame the wedding bells are ne’er to chime.
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
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