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Raise the Shade

raise the shade
will youse dearie?
rain
wouldn’t that
 
get yer goat but
we don’t care do
we dearie we should
worry about the rain
 
huh
dearie?
yknow
i’m
 
sorry for awl the
poor girls that
gets up god
knows when every
 
day of their
lives
aint you,
                oo-oo.    dearie
 
not so
hard dear
 
you’re killing me
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