…….The Peter, the piper, drunk rum not wine; father, son, Holy Ghost let’s make a toast he was remembered saying the most, spilt rum on his mistress coat, sister Cabrini look like I dream of Jeannie, when she stepped onto any scenery, Peter could try to get close, but he couldn’t boast, cause he was gods host on this side of the Pecos.
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