Monday, April 09, 2007

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and if i sit all loopy, may be sillied, in my banyan tree, joyfulled up
with scotch and fizzle, singing bawdies from sweet granny's music box,
and if i run with jocko, making clamors, waking all the neighbor lads

will i still lose you


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