Well, Ain'T It True?
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Herbert Nehrlich
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All skies are endless,
oceans deep
and we have promises to keep.
My beach umbrella
ain't for fools.
I say this fella sticks with pools.
Don't trust ye gods
they have been paid.
I don't need angels to get laid.
Bu şiiri puanla
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