.Clatterthe milkman at my doorstep
Hustlemy neighbour at her tea
In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me
Angeline is always Friday Angeline is spring forever>Winter Angeline could never be
Mister Wilson old and smiling lifts his cap as she is passing
Bowing her polit.
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