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gptkbp:notableSong
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Happily coupled are we
I know a youth
If somebody there chanced to be
My eyes are fully open
The battle's roar is over
There grew a little flower
When the night wind howls
Away, remorse!
Cheerily carols the lark
For thirty-five years I've been sober and wary
I once was a very abandoned person
I once was as meek
If well his suit is sped
In bygone days
Oh, why am I moody and sad?
Painted emblems of a race
The curse is ended
The ghosts' high noon
To a garden full of posies
When a man has been a naughty baronet
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