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And when the ſky begins to roar,
It's like a lion at the door;
Ard when the door begins to crack,
| Ir's like a ſtick acroſs your back;
And when your back begins to | ſmart,
les like a penknife in your heart;
0 And when your heart begins to | bleed,
| Yowre dead, and dead, and dead, indeed,
3k | The Valentine,
| HE roſe is 12d, the violet's fly 1 blue,;
5 The honey's ſweet, & ſo are you.
