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I was never asked to, The teachers that thought they knew me. They'll all remember what I did. They'll ask "Whose fault was it?" "Oh she was just a

I was never asked to, The teachers that thought they knew me. They'll all remember what I did. They'll ask "Whose fault was it?" "Oh she was just a

The ostrich and the egret Had a very fine flat to live Figurine hutch, no the place wasn't much But they got a peacock His belongings were meager but

make you bleed Oh, honey I know it hurts Look all around you and notice you're not alone We want to give you the courage to go a different way Think

away He was a football player He didn't have a lot to say That guy's a lousy actor He was a hard-core cracker He wore a trench coat and he waved a Dixie

You don't own me, no I'm not one of your little toys You don't own me, no You can't keep me from those other boys Don't tell me what to do and Don't

He has agreed to take me To the ice hotel from the magazine What we will need is a gleaming key Made of ice as well by the finest ice machine It's there

The fly of May It lives one day When that day is done MayFly does not complain It flies into the setting sun It goes back to the place from which it

's well worth him. He felt things that they'd never felt. Like the slap of a feather belt. So still they sit by a fireplace silent. A chill ran through