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He never combs his hair , so it falls in scraggly wisps across his forehead , and he always keeps his shirt open the last two buttons . Why , I don't know , because there isn't a chest hair anywhere in sight , and all it does is to ...
He never combs his hair , so it falls in scraggly wisps across his forehead , and he always keeps his shirt open the last two buttons . Why , I don't know , because there isn't a chest hair anywhere in sight , and all it does is to ...
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Breastless , loveless Susan Hair - my dead mother remembers — before the watercloset blues , Miss Hair tripping out timidly to the crescentmoon shed in the backyard pines , through undinal winter drifts like breakers — mousey Miss Hair ...
Breastless , loveless Susan Hair - my dead mother remembers — before the watercloset blues , Miss Hair tripping out timidly to the crescentmoon shed in the backyard pines , through undinal winter drifts like breakers — mousey Miss Hair ...
Side 31
FOLK LYRIC ( FOR CHRISTOPHER REED ) Let down your spring soft hair , my lass Let down your spring soft hair Let down your hair and sweetly sing Of all the love that you can bring Let down your spring soft hair my bonny lass .
FOLK LYRIC ( FOR CHRISTOPHER REED ) Let down your spring soft hair , my lass Let down your spring soft hair Let down your hair and sweetly sing Of all the love that you can bring Let down your spring soft hair my bonny lass .
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PETER PARSONS Fable | 4 |
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