ALSACE-LORRAINE
Those aren't hills you see, they're
clobbering infidels of rising meadows.
Things unknown and unseen, collaborators
with the wrong crowd, sketchers of daisies.
Everything's a mess, really and likely and sure.
Those aren't hills you see, they're
clobbering infidels of rising meadows.
Things unknown and unseen, collaborators
with the wrong crowd, sketchers of daisies.
Everything's a mess, really and likely and sure.
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