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At Three and Twenty
At three and twenty before,
the light had welcomed you to glore
and triumphantly were you bore
bouncy and healthy, you made them glore.
Hear! Hear! They glored to adore.
At three and twenty abore,
How dared I not glore?...
the light had welcomed you to glore
and triumphantly were you bore
bouncy and healthy, you made them glore.
Hear! Hear! They glored to adore.
At three and twenty abore,
How dared I not glore?...
