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half pence for vinegar And tuppence happeny salt A penny goes for mustard Three halfpence goes for thread You gave me thruppence t'other night For a half
He'd got all the wood for the bulwarks And all t'other shipbuilding junk, Now he wanted some nice birds-eye maple To panel the sides of his bunk. Now
need is a helping hand But one wants one, tother wants tother Pa against son and brother against brother Nobody knows what he's shouting for Everybody
Wish I was in Bowling Green sittin' in a chair One arm round my pretty little miss 'Tother 'round my dear 'Tother 'round my dear, Bowling Green Oh
on a string Poor thing Poor thing There were these two, you see Wanted her like mad One of 'em a Judge T'other one his Beadle! Every day they'd nudge
thing Poor thing There were these two, you see Wanted her like mad One of 'em a Judge T'other one his Beadle! Every day they'd nudge And they'd
windowsill We'll bill and we'll coo Oooh And maybe a stork will bring This and t'other thing to Our room with a view
Tree-tears vall Wordle-wide All of us Cross o'er t'other side 'Vore I leave Someone please Love me tender Beneath the trees Love me
a stork will bring This, that and t'other thing to our room with a view.
a stork will bring This, that and t'other thing to our room with a view.
road - no street - no "t'other side the way" - No end to any Row - No indications where the Crescents go - No top to any steeple - No recognitions
Spoke to my girl on the phone t'other day She said she wish I'd come there right away In Boston Massachusetts where she lives Got to get there
the other This is the real world This is t'other We only want to make you happy We only want you to be happy We only want to make you happy In the world
a stork will bring This, that and t'other thing To our room with a view.
are sitting still, Leaning on our own window sill. We'll bill and we'll coo-ooo-oo, And maybe a stork will bring This, that and t'other thing To our
School foxhole Safe inside and also safe from a world Full of melancholy and woe Then I realized one way or t'other I'd end up six feet under the ground So
and who's a stick And what's a smelly tother Swinging sheep and great big feet All standing in a kithey Worms in cars and movie stars Go flithy flothy flithey
Ye get knocked out; else wounded - bad or cushy; Scuppered; or nowt except yer feelin’ mushy.” One of us got the knock-out, blown to chops. T’other was
I watch the waves crashing on the shore I'll be surfing tomorrow like never before Till the sun goes down we'll be tother as one Feeling the heat in
I used to be a sensitive lad Politics economics they made me so mad The world was gonna end any day One side or t'other was gonna blow us away
arse It's yellow and smelly But it will warms yer belly Now turn t'other side And open wide Yes Feel my piss float Down your whorish throat The warming
T'other planned it's plunder, I chose to fight for Nature's right; Grabbed a fallen skean. All who would one flower destroy, must first cut down this
on a string Poor thing Poor thing There were these two, you see Wanted her like mad One of 'em a Judge T'other one his Beadle! Every day they'd nudge
straight, I wonder when you are going to take my hand, And say we will be together (We will be tother). Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. You are gonna say its heavy
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