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For twenty seven years or more We have lived together now Both of us have taken knocks But never had a row I know that I can lean on her When feeling down or rough For though she is rather beautiful She is also rather tough She has always had such lovely legs And is also rather tall My friends, they have an eye on her When ever they should call Of this I am sure, she will stay with me Until my dying day Then someone can come along And take my sideboard away!! |
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