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6122	Adams, Franklin P. (Franklin Pierce)	Tobogganing on Parnassus			.txt	text/plain	14276	1808	95	Shall say "I like his simple stanzas." What lady-like youth in his wild aberrations [Footnote: Paraphraser's note: Horace beat the modern song Just you and I and Love alone are left, sweet-Look in my eyes, aglow with Love's own light: He'd lie and he'd swear and pull little girls' hair; He was known as a good little boy; And you shall hear, both night and day, There's times when you'll think that they're perfect; There's times when you'll think that they're bum, Ere silence like a poultice comes to heal-Shall I say I love the town But isn't it time to change that stuff? You think to get at Christmas time [Footnote DoubleBar: Train does not stop where time omitted.] Of the things that I believe are awful stuff, I hear those good night ladies much obliged because we're here Thou art like to a Flower,	./cache/6122.txt	./txt/6122.txt