Rush Back To Buchans
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For Social in the Square Where the heights we won made the news Aftonbladet said, This Afternoon, We wept for your country Of Tibetan courage, But unto Christ
And early compare Like the oranges we kept But burnt as offered While Elton played Wonder For the Prince of Heaven
And your last thing to repair Was a ship for your islands Upon islands within And each forswear There is platinum below radar And you have won
In the lumbar you adjusted Profit was rendered So the seats of vlad Were appropriated to you
And never a disappointment The thunder evry wept For each raintear under you Your cousins at heart Will know all the way
So laughing in a three-counter witness For the pretend game- The fun one- Which is pretending a need of Internet When paper has need Four kinds of bereft- I gift you mail
Jeffery