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DAD DIES

To stop the wooden bed
The wooden wilbren bed
I stood to cry by it
Why dad must die of such
These layers of the drugs
Littered upon the floor
In bed and all the floor
And underneath the croft
Wild life must die by pain
Why life must bye by pain
Why life must bite by pain
Why life must bright hy pain




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