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Now, when my roses are half buds, half flowers, And loveliest, the king of flies has come- It was a fleeting visit, all too brief; In three short minutes he has seen them all, And rested, too, upon an apple tree. Lees meer........ |
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Now, when my roses are half buds, half flowers, And loveliest, the king of flies has come- It was a fleeting visit, all too brief; In three short minutes he has seen them all, And rested, too, upon an apple tree. Lees meer........ |
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