The Crazy Song
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Only for the lonely lonely sidewalks echt the night lonely drivers pools the sorrows spite in your lives white wooly scribers a fool in common plight and the drool of a sirvivor cool as the Hespirides fool in the night a tool for the sprite chee mule with a rite squeeze who'll come the pass phrase yule tide sight (in lieu of a vengence see). ((written on Easter morning))
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What time implied in mine hollowed wide in a colored divide.