You Must Lie Upon The Daisies And

It Isn't So Much What's On The Table That Matters, As What's On The Chairs.

In Short, Whoever You May Be, To This Conclusion You'll Agree, When Every One Is Somebodee, Then No One's Anybody!

A Policeman's Lot Is Not A Happy One

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