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Gone to a far-off shore
Never heard about no more
A skeleton at the feast
Now the beauty then the beast
Good, better, best
Last station of a long quest
No more hopes and dreams
You just took French leave
Did you ever hear the news
About the girl who had the blues
How can pain feel so low
A heavy brick, it won't go
You just closed the door
It never rains it only pours
You would go far indeed you did
You just addled my wits
Been in heaven and hell
A fart with a nasty smell
No more anger, no more pain
You left me standing in the rain
And I can't see your point of view
No more self-effacing I will say
That every dog has his day
I no longer care what Mrs Grundy says
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