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On the Highwire

Step before step, balancing pole arockin' I hope when Christmas comes, I will find in my stocking.... Some kind of net to put below, To keep my face from docking. Amongst the sandy floor, Thus less pain that I must endure.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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