You
When I saw this, I thought of you When I saw this, Thats when I knew The love I feel inside, I can no longer hide When I saw this, I thought of you When I saw this, I knew it true
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4
We are that four – like Shakespeare’s and Lear’s women – indefatigable, combined; two of us are sharp, one wayward, one looking the other way.
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One Such Morning
A misty early morning, barefoot run in dewy grass. You in a floating dress so thin, I can almost see right through it. And your night tumbled hair and summer smile
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Always Read the Label Chapter 25 A Fayre Trial
There wasn't a lot of chance getting back to sleep after that call. It turned into one of those fights with the sheets as they grew warm and tangled.
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Romance Passed 60
Romance Passed 60 Welcome to my life I thought it planned, set, complete Pete & I were always on the boil Whether sand or sea or soil Until the undertaker took him out by first his feet
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When You've Got It All
When You’ve Got It All When you know you’ve got it all Why do you want more? What’s wrong with your existence? You view pleasure as a chore? A round of roles and duties
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The Creaking Oak
The Creaking Oak The creaking oak limb The footsteps fade The old gravedigger hoists his spade He beelines from your lonely patch A shiver in the shade A silence settles
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The French
The French The French live overseas They eat snails and frogs If you need the toilet They’ve most unusual bogs They’ve invaded once before Can they be trusted now?
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Grow Up
Grow Up Chatting to a chick about my knob How it had a pet name: Bob How Bob was always up for bob-a-job Anything really that could make him throb Would double as a gun if I was out to rob
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