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At last the crimson chord cascade |
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To shower dry cordials within |
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Too late to leap the chocolate gate |
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Pale fountains fizzing forth pink gin |
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While destiny begins to fly |
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The farmyard chorus sings its wake |
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Upstanding anthem to the sky |
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Too soon to realise their fate |
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You were the raven of october |
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I knew the sign you flew around |
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Up in the air so high above me |
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Never needed to look down |
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I never thought I′d be a rover |
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I didn′t even look around |
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But now I know you′ve found another |
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So will someone please find me |
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Give now the host his claret cup |
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And watch madeiras farewell drink |
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Note his reaction acid sharp |
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Should make the cognoscenti think |
