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But You've Heard All This Before
She fell into his arms, so sweet
He swept her off her glass-slippered feet
But you’ve heard all this before
They climbed into a golden carriage
Where he took her hand, proposing marriage
But you’ve heard all this before
Kissing madly, their quivering lips so wet
They rode off into the summer sunset
~ Scalding their tushies to ash
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Gershon Wolf
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