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There was a young man from Blackheath sir, Who carried his tool in a sheath, sir,     With a practiced quick draw     He would see, he would saw, But he always wound up underneath her!
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 7:05 PM UTC
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There was a young man from Blackheath sir, Who carried his tool in a sheath, sir,     With a practiced quick draw     He would see, he would saw, But he always wound up underneath her!
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 7:05 PM UTC
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