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I see we have aplenty I still before the pile And answers are in riddle So danced is the Irish fiddle Merry come and marry rows But hear ye doesn't blow In attendance is the sham The loaned questioned And the ham Daring young Timothy the second time Perhaps rock n roll still flies Oh dutiful Lord that I should land on Indulgent's Door
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Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 3:18 PM UTC
On Indulgent's Door
I see we have aplenty I still before the pile And answers are in riddle So danced is the Irish fiddle Merry come and marry rows But hear ye doesn't blow In attendance is the sham The loaned questioned And the ham Daring young Timothy the second time Perhaps rock n roll still flies Oh dutiful Lord that I should land on Indulgent's Door
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Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 3:18 PM UTC
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