And remember perfectly well his revolving eyes and his awkwardness, / And remember putting plasters on the galls of his neck and ankles;
This is a song for a friend of mine, same one I mentioned before as a matter of fact. You might know him, a note jangles, seemingly mispicked, but it comes again and again, until all ears are hearing it more than the surrounding chord.
This is a song for a friend of mine, same one I mentioned before as a matter of fact. You might know him,
Fishing to put some piece of dirt into print? Washington had an intoxicating history of such storymongers.
Let that be an object lesson to him.
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