.The chimney blows, and I pretend to follow.
To break customs and stay south, I dare you now to wipe your mouth
And give the pacifier reason. Nightfall breaks, and I feel I've made progress.
You, and Me, I'll still clap during sermons and funerals.
Mother dear, keep me till these.
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