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Waft Her, Angels, to the Skies!

A piebald fence flanks a dandelion
A sausage dog walks past
And that's where I saw you locking up your bike

You had on those tight blue jeans that I like
And that in motley top
Looking so sequined in the moonlight

Oh devil take the hindmost
Everyone is doomed to happiness
But I never loved somebody sometimes

Waft her, angels, to the skies!
A hushing finger at the mouth
Let's just elope and ebb away

Be all that as it may
You still haven't let all the geese back into the fold
It is at least something to have a choice of nightmares

Oh devil take the hindmost
Everyone is doomed to happiness
But I never loved somebody sometimes

So I'll bite my tongue,
Bide my time,
And count my beads

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