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com os olhos meek, marrons
cão do gingham e o gato do calico
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
eu tive um medo em minha vida
eu estou cantando-lhe
diz de épocas velhas boas
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
eu sou fevered
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
desolado e solitário
assim perdido

 



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