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Looking Down At Your Shoes
Looking down at your shoes
Looking down at your shoes
I smell a rat when I see you
Looking down at your shoes
First there was wayward Madeleine
You fell for those big sheep's eyes
Followed by her twin sister Hattie
Notorious for her cakes and pies
After Jennifer and Lana and Teri
Your eyes were glued to your loafers
You seem to spend all your time
Entwine...
Wednesday 22nd April 2020 12:15 pm
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