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two-sixteen.||She came a long, long way, from Frobisher Bay;|People, don'tcha know now what I mean?|She had the boys all cryin' on the distant early warning line;|Old
day near Hudson's Strait - HEY It's just a little town With Zero trees around or sidewalks It's a beautiful day In Frobisher Bay - HEY - HEY Let's go
the iron pyrite inside of Frobisher’s ships. My metaphysics crumble, the ind emnity splits. For a rose IS a rose by any other name, but the same is true
beastly sport!" quipped Frobisher as they leaned on the mantlepiece over the crisp autumn fire. Featherstonehaugh felt his calves warming pleasantly
and didn’t listens Cheering the sound of the bullet piercing the ceiling of my mouth with precision - Robert Frobisher
rooftop And then I could see that big, wide-open sky We kept on talking long after that ladder Was put away out behind Frobisher Hall Or someplace behind
day lilies and hardy roses named for explorers Frobisher, Baffin, Franklin the rugosas may I nevermore plant a rose lacking scent or thorn
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