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Moon's Fortune

I always think, big big and bigger Less do I forget, asking why and why? Of all that happen, not a moon bigger Very little do care, why new no lie Every mind target, the task ooh ****** Above and below, beside and besides Flavored look the' pay , aside pain the' lay I try hard somber lay, suicide but from murder Cardinals and popes say, I say but foot shut And then and wow, ululations no nuts Never never to say, say after tis When the moon waxes, the new diminishes Over and over the moons, my meat pulls Every case say aaai, goons beat to sigh tools Never never to say, after tis tat To all that see, not brand here Of all that happen, the moon is big I no longer cry, I no longer feel Listen I sing lullabies, I say Shhh! I have a reason, to stay in the Kraal My name changes, to Mama So, Girl is So, Kraal balloons more

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