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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=71353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Squonk</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like father like son<br>Not flesh nor fish nor bone<br>A red rag hangs from an open mouth.<br>Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle,<br>A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go.<br>All the kings horses and all the kings men<br>Could never put a smile on that face.<br>Hes a sly one, hes a shy one<br>Wouldnt you be too.<br>Scared to be left all on his own.<br>Hasnt a, hasnt a friend to play with, the ugly duckling<br>The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes.<br>All the while in perfect time<br>His tears are falling on the ground<br>But if you dont stand up you dont stand a chance.<br>Go a little faster now, you might get there in time.<br>Mirror mirror on the wall,<br>His heart was broken long before he ever came to you.<br>Stop your tears from falling,<br>The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night<br>All to see at night.<br>In season, out of season<br>Whats the difference when you dont know the reason.<br>In one hand bread, the other a stone.<br>The hunter enters the forest.<br>All are not huntsmen who can blow the huntsmans horn<br>By the look of this one youve not got much to fear.<br>Here I am, Im very fierce and frightening<br>Come to match my skill to yours.<br>Now listen here, listen to me, dont you run away now<br>I am a friend, Id really like to play with you.<br>Making noises my little furry friend would make<br>Ill trick him, then Ill kick him into my sack.<br>You better watch out... you better watch out.<br>Ive got you, Ive got you, youll never get away.<br>Walking home that night<br>The sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder.<br>When suddenly it stopped,<br>I opened up the sack, all that I had<br>A pool of bubbles and tears - just a pool of tears.<br>All in all you are a very dying race<br>Placing trust upon a cruel world.<br>You never had the things you thought you should have had<br>And youll not get them now,<br>And all the while in perfect time<br>Your tears are falling on the ground.<br>The squonk is of a very retiring disposition and due to its ugliness, weeps constantly. it is easy prey for hunters who simply follow a tear-stained trail. when cornered it will dissolve itself<br>Tears.<br>True or false?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Genesis - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Not flesh nor fish nor bone
A red rag hangs from an open mouth.
Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle,
A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go.
All the kings horses and all the kings men
Could never put a smile on th..."></div>
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