whut could edvard say

.
                           i meant
                               me

                           anywho
                       there   were
                                 i
                   collect'n onions
                  and sum orchidz

                             well
                   at thuh edge uv 
                     thuh       there
                            creek
                        'twere eve
                      play'n in thuh 
                    chilly         creek
                            spring
                            mhm
                put yer glassez on
                      you        me (i mean edvard)
                            read
                            write
                            right
                       he        say
                             did    
                            'play'n' mhm
                                         ouch
                                         whut
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