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My man wouldn't give me no breakfast Wouldn't give me no dinner Squacked about my supper Then he put me outdoors Heaven erred to late A matchbox
or compulsory joinder of Parties because plaintiff's Sale of the trade secrets Was not an impediment to it's Maintenance of it's action The trial court erred by
The general offered No apologies He said, "the soldiers erred in judgment They should have hired a hooker" No apologies to the outraged Japanese
her bones. Hats off to the ones that put it all together And keep their ducks in line. Hats off to all the ones that erred before me And taught me
You erred and came too close, and made me mad with desire Wayward rogue, you stole the source, and blinded me with fire You pull your silver bow
heights Force caused fights but now the torch too bright Struggle to carry the clarity… Mind state rarer than parity with Israelites Erred on the right;
compromise You must have erred somewhere And gone astray In that crazy mind To ever think that I Would let you treat me less than what I worth Not just any
games For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after They have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with
- no erred selection Don't trash the nature recklessly But take your time, enjoy the present setting field You'll never know, waves of nostalgia'll
trolls erased affray and erred deep in your sleep While there was something, made you prayed that the good lord keep sometimes we aught to know, what's
me to light Erred as a slave before freedom was found Belonged to Sheol ‘til You sealed my life! The fight still rages on It’s time to endure and be
of rhymed words Put it the third power that's how many times erred My gripes heard no stranger to hyperbole I'm the nicest and claiming it quite assertively
and a pair of boots And parents who could have spared a few if I erred in moving So through the air I'm moving I said, "This is it, Lord", pulled the ripcord
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Two young lovers with talent and brains Vis-a-vis, undercover with silent refrains But somebody erred and it never was contained Two young brothers
created Now erred into a twist of fate remorseless souls release their hate And rise in the power of their unity And create a utopian bliss No more
Burn Cursed or Blessed What the fuck does that mean now No That next level now, that needle sadness And even Though I have Erred so much, And hurt so
the diagnoses You know this I wouldn't mind if it erred On the side of loveness I've sometimes thought about it Can't seem to watch my eyes in The space that's
one step beside my way leads me down to you once erred there's no return back to the past will you keep my body will you keep my soul will you
the evening I know I was wrong By bedtime everything is gone I wish she knew the way that I felt Wish I could blame the cards I was dealt But I erred in
Because although they say In their Episcopalian form of confession That "We have erred and strayed from thy Ways like lost sheep and we have Followed too
are people to whom Existence is simply hateful They see it as nothing but a ghastly mistake The Lord really erred when He created this world Because he
dare to say so? Have you never erred? Have you never felt one impure sensation? Have you never indulged a transient feeling of hatred, or malice,
the kelp of discontent! Is there an end? As a conundrum, it will remain Gods they have erred Scholars have failed Like to reflect on the mundane? Paddle
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