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the mirror and the cane It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved Stephen's in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone Too sick
the mirror and the cane It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved Stephen's in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone Too sick
the mirror and the cane It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved Stephen's in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone Too sick
breakfasting 10 AM, step up out my den, then right back-I'm tennissing Then it's 12 again, and it's back to beat-severing Fuck a 9 to 5, bruh I couldn't ever
anyone who welcomes them in And yes – throw those curtains wide and sing! Breakfasting on six impossible things But keep an eye on that dratted cat flap
"Early in the morning Of a lovely summer day, As they lowered the bright awning At the outdoor café, I was breakfasting on croissants And café au
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