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“ring aroung the roses, the body decomposes. hush, hush, hush, hush we'll all tumble down down, down into the deep. Give the twids our souls to keep. silent slumber on the web, ne'er to raise a restless head and if we wake the first will come, and sing us back to sleep as one hush,hush, hush, hush, we'll all tumble…
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A.G Howard
