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My Eyes, to confiscate those Notes on-board My Ears, to abduct those shrill Tunes a-light My Hands, to guide the Maestro of the Word My Tongue, to speak of their Meaning's Delight My Mind, to sprinkle the Seeds of their Songs My Heart, to skip Jolly Tunes with a Jig My Spirit, to sponge my Past Living Wrongs My Soul, to sing your Legacy so big My Hands, to applaud the Kingdom's New Band My Chest, to parallel Vibes to your Beat My Legs, to absorb that Brilliant New Dance My Feet, to seal this Friendship with your Creed. These Parts sum; Three Sick Sires and a Dame And how my Laurels want to know their Name.
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 2:26 AM UTC
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My Eyes, to confiscate those Notes on-board My Ears, to abduct those shrill Tunes a-light My Hands, to guide the Maestro of the Word My Tongue, to speak of their Meaning's Delight My Mind, to sprinkle the Seeds of their Songs My Heart, to skip Jolly Tunes with a Jig My Spirit, to sponge my Past Living Wrongs My Soul, to sing your Legacy so big My Hands, to applaud the Kingdom's New Band My Chest, to parallel Vibes to your Beat My Legs, to absorb that Brilliant New Dance My Feet, to seal this Friendship with your Creed. These Parts sum; Three Sick Sires and a Dame And how my Laurels want to know their Name.
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 2:26 AM UTC
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