.It was a cigarette break and I was des... Perate
I saw her pushing that wheelbarrow
She said "Have you got a match?"
I said "Yes: My cock, and Farmer Giles' prizewinning marrow."
Frolicking in the summer fields were we
I fell for you and you grew to like me
I carved.
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