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Punc-tured bi-cy-cle on a hill-side de-so-late. Will nat-ure make a man of me yet? When in this char-ming car, this char- ming man. Why pam-per life's com-ple-xi-ty, when the leat-her runs smo
he pas-san-ger seat? I would go out to-night, but I hav-en't got a stitch to wear. This man said: "it's gr
that some-one so hand-some should care." Ah! A jumped-up pan-try boy, who ne-ver knew his place. He said: "
the ring." He knows so much a-bout these things. He knows so much a-bout these things. I would go out to-night, but I
t got a stitch to wear. This man said: "it's