The she the hatch torn she the she flying on
seven vowel she the shall we guess what she was
wearing? she the seven down the pub the up
the banister she unfurled in all her glory
she rocked the upturned boat stylized her rote
infatuated the uninitiated said take me
as I come she
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The she the wish she could be mine she
the wished she'd become a doctor she
the up up & away & down the hatch she
the never more you can see she the one that got
away she the one who sticks she never too far
but gone she the guess who's coming
to dinner she the murder
she wrote
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