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Originally Posted by junkDNA
yesterday upon the stair
i met a man who wasn't there.
he wasn't there again today.
i wish, i wish he'd go away.......
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One misty, moisty morning,
When cloudy was the weather,
There I met an old man
Clothed all in leather.
I took him by the hand,
and asked him very plain,
"How do you do, how do you do,
and how do you do, again?"