You've Been Booted So Scoot
Mismatchd mates fight.
In arguments..
Over who did what wrong.
Inspite of who is right.
And which one makes more sense...
To convince the one incensed!
Both are stubborn infidels,
Yelling to end a relationship...
That has been sitting precariously,
On a dubious fence.
While anyone listening in on this,
Wishes they both shut up.
And seal their lips.
Instead of making loud noises.
And breaking up stuff in fits.
Anyone listening to this nonsense sits down.
Or creeps to the wall without making a sound.
To hear very carefully...
With hopes the floor doesn't creek.
As they tip toe around...
To get their ears close as possible,
To what is near...
And going down!
'I saw you cheating on me,
With that home wrecker living across the street.
If you believe that sleaze is better...
You can get up from here and leave.'
~You aint my momma or my poppa.
Stop trying to control everything I do.
I'm not the one pleasured in midnight specials.
The dogs and cats know that rat is you! ~
*ooo...ssshhh.
This is juicy.*
~You don't have the authority,
To tell me what I can't do.
I will do what I please!
Your booty aint that good to screw! ~
*Lawd!
Now YOU know...
When the booty aint right,
That starts a fight.
ooo...this is juicy*
~If anyone here is going to get up and leave...
You're the one that's going to do it.
And if you don't,
I'll call the police.
And when they arrive...
I'll lie to say you've been hitting on me.~
*Lie-uh! *
~Pack your bags!
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
You've been booted,
So scoot.
Pack.
Your.
Bags...
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
You've been booted,
So scoot.
There is nothing to revisit.
And there is nothing to renew.
So pack.
Your.
Bags...
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
You've been booted,
So scoot.
There is nothing to revisit.
And there is nothing to renew.
You and and I are finished...
And that door you're going through!
So pack.
Your.
Bags...
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
Pack your bags!
I've had it.
You've been booted,
So scoot!
You don't have to bother,
To put on your shoes.
Just pack your bags.
I've had it.
Get up and get out.
You've been booted,
So scoot! ~
*Don't you dare!
I wont get this excitement anywhere.*
**Horace...
Will you come from over there,
And sit down!
You are worse than you say,
My nosy friends are! **
*Sssshhh...*
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Samsonite Man
I don't wanna do this over and over
(verse 1)
He's a man so full of style and grace
Any woman being impressed
Takes a smile and paints it on your face
Makes you feel like you've been blessed
Promises things so special
Seems to come right from a song
Soon as you begin to feel secure
Turn around and he is gone
(chorus)
Packing his bags,gotta go, gotta go
Packing his bags,gotta go
He's a Samsonite Man
(verse 2)
Maybe he is just a rollin stone
Wandering from here to there
Searching for a place to call his home
Wonder if he even cares
So many years of heartache and pain
That's all you seem to know him for
Is it you, or is it he to blame?
Whenever he walks out your door
(chorus)
Packing his bags,gotta go, gotta go
Packing his bags,gotta go
He's a Samsonite Man
Where you're always running to, away from me?
(bridge)
If the wind blows you in my direction
You'd come through the rendezvous
Forget about your good attention
Leave me lonely and confused
Mr.Samsonite pack a bag
That is my suggestion
From here on out you will be leaving
My discretion yeah
So I know the game baby
And it will never be the same (no no no no no)
cause now I got him
(chorus)
Packing his bags,gotta go, gotta go
Packing his bags,gotta go, gotta go
Packing his bags,gotta go, gotta go (Now you gotta go)
Packing his bags,gotta go (I can't take it no more)
Packing his bags,gotta go, gotta go (What do I love him for)
Packing his bags,gotta go
He's a Samsonite Man
Why don't you just go
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woah woah yeah yeah
You can't hurt me no more baby
You can't touch me
You can't hurt me no more baby
Gotta go, gotta go
Pack your bag, pack it up
Gotta go, hit the road Jack
You ain't gotta go home, but you can get the hell outta here
song performed by by Alicia Keys
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BeautyShop
Don't bite into my skin
With troubles you begin
That venom you want in me,
Just wont be...
Oh No!
I've had it up to here!
And I'm gonna make it clear,
What I want...
To make you disappear!
I want tweezers on my eyebrows now.
And lipstick on my lips,
Colored Cherry for kissing.
I want a manicure
To explore in distance from you!
I need no man to bark to me demands.
I can stand or sit
Away from your shit!
And be contented...
With the motorized loving I do!
Do you want to hear the chorus?
'Go away...please!
Pack your bags and leave!
I've found a beautyshop
Where I can block out the barking!
Go away please!
Pack your bags and leave!
I've found a beautyshop...
That blocks all my memories of you! '
1st and 2nd verse?
Don't bite into my skin.
With troubles you begin.
That venom you want in me...
Just wont be!
OH NO!
I've had it up to 'here'...
And I'm gonna make it clear,
What I want,
Is the humming from the dryer
And the cries from a liar,
To disappear!
'You added more to the 2nd verse
Then was there the first time around! '
Go away...PLEASE!
Pack your bags and leave!
I've found a beautyshop...
That blocks all memory of you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bag Lady
Bag lady you gone hurt your back
Draggin all them bags like that
I guess nobody ever told you
All you must hold on to
Is you, is you, is you
One day all them bags gone get in
You way (x4)
So pack light (x4)
Bag lady you gone miss your bus
You cant hurry up cause you too much stuff
When they see you comin
Niggas take off runnin
From you, its true, oh yes they do
One day he gone say, you crowdin
My space (x4)
So pack light (x4)
Girl I know, sometimes its hard
And we cant let go
Oh when someone hurts you oh so
Bad inside
You cant deny it, you cant stop cryin
So oh oh oh
If you start breathin
Then you wont believe it
Youll feel so much better
(so much better baby)
Bag lady
Let it go (x4)
Girl you dont need it
I betcha love can make it better (repeats)
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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Now So Close To Coke
Lets forget our mistakes for our futures sake
Lets get out of this town
coz we need to escape this pain and heart ache
lets get out of this city
I cant take these Manchester fumes they intoxicate
its not to late for you to come with me
Can't you see that you and I can leave this life?
can't you see its like, all you ever wanna do is fight?
Im gonna make you believe there is a day for us
believe there is a day for us that shines bright
there is a place for us a place that we can find
so come on lets pack our bags and leave tonight.
The boy you see is not the man your mother raised you to be
who you looking at? Im just your friend so dont look at me
just walk away, just go, just go and close the cubicle door
and when you come out go down and remember you dont need me anymore
Can't you see that you and I can leave this life?
Can't you see its like, all you ever wanna do is fight?
I'm gonna make you believe there is a day for us
believe there is a day for us that shines bright
there is a place for us a place that we can find
so come on lets pack our bags and leave tonight.
were free, we can fly to the sky, up into space
her names in my head but I can only remember her face
what does it matter shes got what I want at her place
shes got what I want but Im struggling to breathe my heart is starting to race.
Can't you see that you and I can leave this life?
Can't you see its like, all you ever wanna do is fight?
I'm gonna make you believe there is a day for us
believe there is a day for us that shines bright
there is a place for us a place that we can find
so come on lets pack our bags and leave tonight.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Morning Rain
Unscrew your face from the laptop screen,
See the people, the places in your, magazine,
They're a bigheaded bunch, d'ya know what I mean,
Someone made them out of plastercine,
Chorus
I'm the morning rain,
It's me again, I wont go away,
I'm the morning rain,
It's me again, I wont, go, a, way.
Come down off your barbed wire fence,
What you're saying sounds stupid, makes know sense,
It may be used later in your defence,
It may be used later as, evidence for the
Chorus
Undo your head from the sink plug chain,
Unscrew the cheap wine, and drink like a drain,
You may never want to waltz again,
You may never want to walk away from the
Chorus
Pack your bags, your rooms for let,
They're putting up the barricades and laying off all bets,
I've never seen so many people, smoke so many cigarettes,
Pack your bags now, your room for rent.....
Chorus
song performed by by I Am Kloot
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Rain
Well I wope up one morning
Seen my baby fly away
Sugar dont go
She said I dont be treatin her
Right by the things I say
Sugar dont go
Dont go, I feel Ill be left alone
And Ill cry
Oh in the rain
Early one morning I packed her bags
She said she gotta leave me now
Ive done her wrong
I said baby Im gonna change
Gonna change for the better
Sugar dont go
You cant be leaving me so alone
And Ill cry in the rain
In the rain
Oh in the rain
In the rain
Sugar go
Now sugar go you leave me alone
As you packed your bags
Youve got your plane on the road
I said oh whyd you leave
Oh whyd you leave
You gotta leave me alone
Im feeling sad
Im feeling sad
You gotta back off
Baby you treat me
Baby you treat me
My life and I could take my time
I lose it
What I have
Is what I have
Is what I give to you
And I feel Im gone
Ive been crying
What you gonna do
Who you gonna see
Where you gonna pack your bags
And where you gonna stay
Say where you gonna go
Who you gonna ho
Where you gonna lay your hat today
I said what you gotta change what you gonna do
Where you gonna lay your mines down
What you gonna do
What you gonna take
Where you gonna go baby
Who you gonna
Stay with me again
I said move it on
Oh I said move it on
I said move it on
Oh wont you move it on down the line
Well on down the line
I said pack your bags now baby
You gotta move it on down the line
I said I wanna tell you
Say, what you gonna do
Who you gonna stay
Where you gonna ho your ass out all over town
Baby, where you gonna go
Who you gonna see
What you gonna do with your time
I said what you gonna do
Who you gonna take
Where you gonna lay your hat down
Where you gonna call your home
Where you gonna go
Who you gonna see
What you gonna do with your time
I said move it on
Oh wont you move it on
I said move it on
Hey you gotta move it on down the line
Well on down the line
I said move it on down
I said move it on down
Said what you gonna do
Where you gonna stay
Who you gonna ho your ass out
Baby where you lay your hat today
I said what you gonna do
Who you gonna see
Where you gonna go and spend your time to be
Baby,
What you gonna do
Who you gonna see
Where you gonna go
When I set you free
I said move it on
Oh wont you move it on
Hey move it on
Oh wont you move it on down
On down the line
Oh baby, I said baby
I said baby
I said baby
I said what you gonna do you with your time now woman
You got asked to leave now
Pack your bags you gotta go
Where you gonna go
Who you gonna see
When you lay your hat down tighter
I said move it on
song performed by by Candlebox
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Reservation For One
This is my tree, my tree, my tree,
My one lone tree, pear tree,
It grows, overflows, it grows it’s fruit,
Alone, only for me.
If I could go to a far-away place,
With just me and my tree, pear tree,
I’d pack my bags, my bags I’d pack,
I’d pick up my bags and flee.
There’s nothing at all, no nothing,
At all, that films me more with glee,
Than those globes, those globes,
Of precious fruit in my tree, pear tree.
I sit beneath, beneath I sit,
Its laden canopy, I polish it’s leafs then,
Set a table of fruits,
Of wine, and bread and brie.
This tree, my tree, could feed the world,
Find me a wife and camaraderie,
It’s powers, it’s powers are vast but I
Can’t pass on its secret sadly.
I’d tell the world, the world I’d tell,
If they weren’t all so hungry, you see.
But my fruit, my fruits, my laboured.
Fruits, I grew only for me, for me,
No none are as hungry as me.
poem by Suzanne Louise Bishop
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Get That Fat Back Offa My Rack
Get that fat back offa my rack.
No need to take a nap.
Bags you've got I want them pack.
Get your fat back right offa my rack.
No need to take a nap.
Bags you've got I want them packed.
Get that fat back offa my rack.
I wont invite the mood...
To lay in bed with you.
Get that fat back offa my rack.
Re-writing history,
Does not agree with me.
So get that fat back offa my rack.
I want my happiness..
With a life I wish and miss.
Whatever we lost will not be backtracked...
To see if we got it,
When the getting wasn't coming at the time.
And I am not trying now to find it.
So get that fat back offa my rack.
I wont invite the mood...
To lay in bed with you.
Re-writing history,
Does not agree with me.
So get your bags pack fast and get a new act.
I wont invite the mood...
To lay in bed with you.
Just to prove I'll miss you there!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fly Away From Here
Fly away from here
(frederickson/chapman)
Gotta find a way
Yeah, I cant wait another day
Aint nothin gonna change
If we stay round here
Gotta do what it takes
Cuz its all in our hands
We all make mistakes
Yeah, but its never too late
To start again, take another breath
And say another prayer
And fly away from here
Anywhere, yeah, I dont care
Well just fly away from here
Our hopes and dreams are
Out there somewhere
Wont let time pass us by
Well just fly
If this life gets any harder now
It aint ,no, never mind
You got me by your side
And any time you want
Yeah, we can catch a train and
Find a better place
Yeah, cuz we wont let nothin
Or no one keep gettin us down
Maybe you and i
Can pack our bags and hit the sky
And fly away from here
Anywhere, yeah I dont care
Well just fly away from here
Our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere
Wont let time pass us by
Well just fly
Do you see a bluer sky now?
You can have a better life now
Open your eyes
Cuz no one here can ever stop us
They can try but we wont let them
No way
Maybe you and i
Can pack our bags and say goodbye
And fly away from here
Anywhere, honey, I dont care
Well just fly away from here
Our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere
Fly away from here
Yeah anywhere honey
I dont I dont I dont care
Well just fly...
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Suitcases Don't Have Wings
Small bags big bags
Black bags white bags
Suitcases hey hey hey
For work and for play
Crammed full of things
Suitcases dont have wings
White bags black bags
Complete with one-way tags
Dragging us down
Ever closer to the ground
All the time they sing
Suitcases dont have wings
Big bags small bags
That behind us we drag
Past present and future
We cram so much in n' gotcha
We've been forgetting
suitcases dont have wings
All bags every bag
That we painfully drag
Drop them at jesus feet
Cause all ur needs he'll meet
Suitcases hey hey hey
They get in the way
Drop them if you want in
Suitcases dont have wings
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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Punching bag..
Have a few friends, is good,
Be attached with our relatives, is the best,
because we can make them,
the punching bags.
quiet punching bags,
listening punching bags,
tolerant punching bags and
comforting punching bags.
They are just a call away,
call them with confidence,
talk to them,
we are happy and no stress.
They are just a call away,
call them with confidence,
share your thoughts,
only to people, trustworthy.
Stay alone not good,
be a punching bag,
to others. Listen to them,
there will no stressed out people,
loose on the roads,
tears in the eyes,
clouds in the brain,
betrayal in the heart,
looking for booze and drugs.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Six Pack Girls
Gonna find some girls tonight
My friday night has washed away
Beer bong has me wandering around
The girls that look like drugs and alcohol
Six pack girls,
Six pack girls
Six pack girls
Six pack
So you pick her up and you bring her home
And you think about it for a while
Wake up the next morning and sure enough
Its not two girls!
Version 2
Go to work, and then go to bed your friday night,
Has washed away your bummed out,
About your work cause youve already put in,
Your thousand hours theyre all
Six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Six pack
So you pick her up,
And you bring her home
You take her out,
And thats all youre alone,
And you want it sure
Enough your, stuck with her theyre all
Six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Six pack
song performed by by NOFX
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Run With The Pack
You never give me my money
you only give me your sympathy
cause I keep on running
there Is no way to catch up with me
I'm leaving you
don't make no fuss
you want even see me oh no for dust
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
you try to keep me In cages
but baby you got to catch me first
you think your law Is contagious
I'll do my best you can do your worst
I'm leaving you
now who can I trust
you want even see me oh no for dust
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
you can hold me now......
On my own way, running with the pack
never never looking back
keep on running, keep on running
movin on, movin on
song performed by by Bad Company
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Problems
I wont take no lies, hanging out all night
The gig is up, enough, its enough
Youre wrong, dead wrong, wont take no more
Cause I see your game and dumb is not my name
Pack your bags, call you a cab
No more laughs
Cause Im not the one that youre gonna play on
Move along, sing a song
You give me problems, problems
Too many problems
Dont want no problems, problems
No time to solve them
You give me problems, problems
Too many problems
Dont want no problems, problems
No time to solve them
Got love for you, but I cant stand you
I page you, you wont call
Whats a 2-way for
Strike one, strike two, strike three, no more me
Cause I see the game and dumbs not my name
Pack your bags, call you a cab
No more laughs
Cause Im not the one that youre gonna play on
Move along, sing a song
You give me problems, problems
Too many problems
Dont want no problems, problems
No time to solve them
You give me problems, problems
Too many problems
Dont want no problems, problems
No time to solve them
We can do this any way that
You want cause I dont care
Its no problem and Im not the one
Pack your bags, call you a cab
No more laughs
Cause Im not the one that youre gonna play on
Move along, sing a song
You give me problems, problems
Too many problems
Dont want no problems, problems
No time to solve them
You give me problems, problems
Too many problems
Dont want no problems, problems
No time to solve them
[over chorus]
Its plain to see, you cant have me
Cause you gon be a playa for life
Its plain to see, you cant have me
Cause you gon be a playa for life
Its plain to see, you cant have me
Cause you gon be a playa for life
Its plain to see, you cant have me
Cause you gon be a playa for life
You give me problems, problems
Too many problems
Dont want no problems, problems
No time to solve them
song performed by by Nivea
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D. O. A.
We was broke and hungry on a summer day.
They sent the sheriff down to try and drive us away.
We was sittin ducks for the police man.
They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can.
And Im alone, Im on the highway, wanted dead or alive,
Dead or alive.
Broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
A from the day my mama told me, boy, you pack your bags.
Send the mayor down in his pickup truck.
The jury look at me, say, outta luck.
And Im alone, Im on the highway, wanted dead or alive,
Dead or alive.
Now, Im broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
A from the day my mama told me, boy, you pack your bags.
We was sittin ducks for the police man.
They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can.
And Im alone, Im on the highway, wanted dead or alive,
Dead or alive.
song performed by by Van Halen
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Pack My Bags
why cant i write
just a few lines,
understood in all languages;
that would open the hearts
of all mankind, one human
being to another...
and make us all know
and realize that we are family?
you dont even have
to put my name on it.
just let it be...
i'd pack my bags and go home,
happy as hell!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Move to the City
You pack your bags and you move to the city
There's somethin' missin' here at home
You fix your hair and you're lookin' real pretty
It's time to get it out on your own
You're always fightin' with your mama and your papa
Your family life is one big pain
When you
song performed by by Guns n' roses from Lies
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The Ballad of the Carpet Bag
Ho! Darkies, don't you hear dose voters cryin'
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must get to de Poll, you must get there flyin';
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must travel by de road, you must travel by de train,
And the things what you've done you will have to explain,
And the things what you've promised, you must promise 'em again.
Pack dat carpet bag!
Hear dem voters callin!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must pack up a volume of Coghlan's Figures,
Pack dat carpet bag!
And a lot o' little jokes to amuse those niggers.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must wheedle all de gals with a twinkle of your eye,
You must bob down your head when de eggs begin to fly.
Oh! those eggs what they're saving, and they'll throw 'em by and by.
Pack dat carpet bag!
Hear dem voters callin'!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must get upon a stump, you must practise speakin',
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must follow Georgie Reid or Alfred Deakin.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must come to de scratch, or you're bound to fail,
For it ain't any time to be sittin' on de rail,
Or de votes that you'll get -- they won't keep you out o' jail.
Pack dat carpet bag!
Hear dem voters callin'!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!
And supposin' that you're beat, and you feel like cryin',
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must hustle back to work -- just to keep from dyin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must travel second-class when you travel by de train,
For you haven't got a pass on de end of your chain,
While the other fellow's packing for de great campaign.
Pack dat carpet bag!
Hear dem voters callin'!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Harem Holiday
(words & music by peter andreoli - vince poncia jr.)
Gonna travel, gonna travel wild and free
Im gonna pack my bags because this great big world is calling me
Every pretty girls gonna know Im around
Theyre gonna know Im in town on a harem holiday
Twenty women, twenty women by my side
Im gonna kiss them all, because Ive gotta keep em satisfied
Gonna have the best time money can buy
Im gonna be flying high on a harem holiday
If romeo had a harem holiday
You can bet that juliet would have never been his girl forever
Gonna go back, gonna catch that midnight plane
Twenty dancing girls are waiting just to call my name
Gonna have a ball, I aint gonna waste no time
Im gonna make em all mine on a harem holiday
If romeo had a harem holiday
You can bet that juliet would have never been his girl forever
Gonna travel, gonna travel wild and free
Im gonna pack my bags because this great big world is calling me
Every pretty girls gonna know Im around
Theyre gonna know Im in town on a harem holiday
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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So Go
What’s making you behave this way,
you seemed alright yesterday?
Is it something I’ve said or done,
or am I no longer the only one?
Just lately you seem to shy away
whenever I look your way.
You don’t respond to my kiss or touch,
it’s as though you don’t like me much.
I get the feeling your love has gone
and maybe it’s time to move on.
Why don’t you just come out and say
that someone else has come your way?
Just pack your bags and say goodbye
if someone else has caught your eye.
There’s nothing else that I can do
that’ll make any difference to you.
So if you don’t care for me any more
its best you walk out the door.
What do you mean, you just don’t know?
Actions speak louder than words, so go! !
poem by Orlando Belo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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