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f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
eu sou fevered
noite misteriosa
ido antes de nós
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
cão do gingham e o gato do calico
para trás, gire para trás
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
diz de épocas velhas boas
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eu quero saber onde você vive
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade

 



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