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Genesis Selling England By The Pound

a cancer growth is removed by skill Let it be revealed A waterfall, his madrigal, an inland sea, his symphony Undinal songs, urge the sailors on Till lured by

Here am I While away the mornings, since you've gone Too long have I layed alone Not knowing which way to turn And there you are Quite sure that you

Home from work our Juliet Clears her morning meal She dabs her skin with pretty smells Concealing to appeal I will make my bed She said, but turned to

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one beyond your show. When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench, I can always hear them talk. Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the

the nick. "I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave, then a visit I pay - and does it pay!" And his friend, Liquid Len by name, of Wine, Women

: Home from work our Juliet Clears her morning meal. She dabs her skin with pretty smells Concealing to appeal. I will make my bed, She said, but

: Here I am Who while away the mornings Since you've gone Too long have I lay alone Not knowing which way to turn. And there you are Quite sure

"I don't belong here", said old Tessa out loud. "Easy, love, there's the Safe Way Home." - and, thankful for her Fine Fair discouunt, Tess Co-operates