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Three ladies of grace their league in a bond To public and party a shawl and a song A mouse and a strawberry and slim liner long Dictation decides or the tide will go wrong I work for you matey make clear that quite well A baptismal fire engaged from a well We all agree this place is her roost For children and family and those with some loot A priest with a wallet not normal or rare And anyone else pray supply or prepare A grandad of kindness now buried with rest The lady of hate leaves a husband and nest No violence there or car to remove from land or from table that knife never moved Dont lie and evict as the children don't know And made by the state to use and to show Honesty in and a cheek ready here I'm battered and broke and the papers no cheer Two ladies are left and promote and do pare Their input was awful and sharp and unfair They helped in the downfall the innocent look But spoke through a message and killed off the shoot. Conniving and scheming together they go The speech in the church gave a frightening blow You men are collared pinned and allayed You do as your told or your position is swayed Say nothing dear boy or end on my ship Your job is no longer and she gives the lip A family tract and problem aware I'll pray to my God and call on his care

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 6/10/2011 2:18:00 PM
Sleek and clever, I enjoyed
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Date: 6/10/2011 1:45:00 PM
A gripping and enjoyable tale of three women, Ian
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