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(Lone) bird on air (conditioner)

Bird on air con       -ditioner d’ya think it’s ma       -ma’s war       -m heart murmuring love? Peek not into her bosom: she will man       -gle stran       -gle with her fan blades. Oh coo       -l down       -y bird       -y coo       -ked as … Continue reading

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