.Here her head, she lay
Until she'd rise and say,
"I'm starved of mirth,
Let's go and trip a dwarf"
Oh, what to be done with her?
Oh, what to be done with her?
Ice water for blood
With neither heart or spine
And then just
To pass time; let us go and .
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