The morn comes and waits for another'T would be better and lull With a handful of roses and Smile of a 'Good God' But that doesn't come thu' Me and mo..
I STAND THERE OBSERVING THE DANCES AND DEEDSTHE ALL ARE FOULSTHE HOSTAGE AND THE SICK GO THERE! EAT THE RATTHE CLARK AND THE TOP MAKE THE HEAVY POCKET..