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Amanda
Amanda was a cunning woman
Her skin was as white as snow
And her lips were as red as blood
She had the height of tropical trees
And shape of a lamp


Amanda was a cunning woman
Sat on the rocks to play her flute
Danced the salsa like nobody
Every man yearned for her
But no man would reach her
As she was like a star


Amanda was a cunning woman
Hated the smell of smoke
Hated making beds
And also hated organising the house
But like...