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Re: Melancholia
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lugnet.off-topic.fun
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Wed, 12 Jan 2000 03:35:12 GMT
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In lugnet.off-topic.fun, Richard Franks writes:
> I must dig out those CDs, my ability to create
> a Smiths verse at will is waning
How about:
I cried and I cried and then I cried
Did I mention that I cried?
Dave!
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| (...) I cried until my eyes were sore, Until I found I could cry no more. Then I remembered how Fluffy had died, Poisened by the hag next door. But still those tears just would not come, I wandered around feeling numb. But I stubbed my toe, hit my (...) (24 years ago, 12-Jan-00, to lugnet.off-topic.fun)
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| (...) o/~ Alone on a park bench, while the rain flattens my hair, My daffodils are floppy, but yet I don't care. If I died on this bench, and a squirrel ate my knee, at least I could be happy he had something good for tea. Oh alone, alone, alone.. (...) (24 years ago, 12-Jan-00, to lugnet.off-topic.fun)
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