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 And when the ſky begins to roar,

It's like a lion at the door;

Ard when the door begins to crack,


 * Ir's like a ſtick acroſs your back;

And when your back begins to | ſmart,

les like a penknife in your heart;

0 And when your heart begins to | bleed,


 * Yowre dead, and dead, and dead, indeed,

3k | The Valentine,


 * HE roſe is 12d, the violet's fly 1 blue,;

5 The honey's ſweet, & ſo are you.