MondayJun 22, 2026
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I've got a little list of society offenders who might well be underground and who never would be missed.
It's a song of a merry man, moping mum, whose soul was sad, and whose glance was glum, who sipped no sup, and who craved no crumb, as he sighed for the love of a lady.
Three little maids from school are we, pert as a schoolgirl well can be.
Of the Duke of Plaza Toro: He led his regiment from behind - He found it less exciting.
I always voted at my party's call, and I never thought of thinking for myself at all.
Bow, bow, ye lower middle classes! Bow, bow, ye tradesmen, bow, ye masses.
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