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the girl squad
i am in ove with you
crocdiles eating me everywhere im a am the girl squadRate it:

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The Game
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
soljer proud. Yeh ort to see the boys uv my ole squad: The willin'est, the cheeriest, don'-care-a-dRate it:

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The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God
John Milton Hayes
Mad Carew; They met next day as he dismissed a squad; And jestingly she told him then that nothing Rate it:

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Alan Parry-Booth
and lost its load. Right away our Q.M.S. Sent a squad to clear the mess And organised a section stRate it:

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Lead Soldiers
Amy Lowell
round the edge of a box of blocks, and places a squad of cavalry on the commanding eminence of a foRate it:

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James W Foley
Then 'Robert Bruce MacPherson!' And the Yankee squad was done With 'Isaac Abie Cohen!' once a ligRate it:

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Siegfried Sassoon
‘Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right! The luminous rich colours that you wore Have changed ...Rate it:

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Robert Frost
if he encountered one Of the hive's enquiry squad Whose work is to find out God And the nature of tRate it:

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Epistle To A Young Friend
Robert Burns
dear, believe me, Ye'll find mankind an unco squad, And muckle they may grieve ye. For care and Rate it:

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General B.F. Butler
Ambrose Bierce
gallant brother; And o'er thy grave the awkward squad Fired into one another! Rate it:

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In The New Days To Come: Questions Will Be Answers.
Jaago Machiek Jr.
will be gamesome; And nobody will delete, your squad and eliminate your tribe. Unless you have liRate it:

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William Ernest Henley
and chains, and stores, and anchors, Tramped a squad of battered scarecrows - Poor old Dixie's bottRate it:

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The 'Eathen
Rudyard Kipling
'E knows each talkin' corpril that leads a squad astray; 'E feels 'is innards 'eavin', 'is bowels Rate it:

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The Ballad Of Lenin's Tomb
Robert William Service
I did see, They held me in quod with a firing squad to make a corpse of me. But I got away, and herRate it:

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The Enigma
Robert William Service
a bloke to blazes . . . Then: "round about turn, squad," he said; "Now blast you! bend and pick up Rate it:

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Wild with all Regrets
Wilfred Owen
for hours, damned hours. Death never gives his squad a Stand-at-ease. I can't read. There: it's nRate it:

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