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The street... our territory!
We patronize the street Running up and down; the street’s errand Workers of the street Making lively mood our land We enrich th...
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It started like being under a spell A spell that slaved your sons to lust Lust after her seductive gaze of beauty Bea... -
Yester-night came the day our hearts will never forgive With memories, we hope will but a while linger ‘Twas the night our conscience ... -
Boggy Bluebirds beneath the happy sky Fly high and wide in bubbly gust of flurry flair Like friendly furrows bidding a gaudy goodbye...
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