You file me with the libertines
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I fold in line
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My monthly dole of magazines
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Beaming bistro shines
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In my ladle is your plum
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And my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
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Of your cutesy falling crumbs
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I saw you at the snazzy din, din
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You made me sad that I watched
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I must say you truly packed 'em in
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Nearly dearly debauched
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In my ladle is your plum
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And my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
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Of your cutesy falling crumbs
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In my ladle is your plum
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And my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
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Of your cutesy falling crumbs
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Ladle
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