So many books are full of wrath.
I hope his tricks boil.
The lass may be much meaner on the far side of the fence.
Do you catch my lips?
Where have all the hours gone?
Too many books are full of love
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So many books are full of wrath.
I hope his tricks boil.
The lass may be much meaner on the far side of the fence.
Do you catch my lips?
Where have all the hours gone?
How my heart sings 