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Showing posts with label frank sinatra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frank sinatra. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 23, 2010

(sounds like dirt iv)

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there was a boy a very strange enchanted boy they say he wandered very far, very far over land and sea a little shy and sad of eye but very ...
Friday, July 24, 2009

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isn't it rich? are we a pair? me here at last on the ground, you in mid-air. send in the clowns. isn't it bliss? don't you appro...
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