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Abscess Makes The Heart Grow Fonder
Come live with me
And be my love
And we will all
The pleasures prove
Buy a house
Build that extension
A life of weary
Exhaustion
To fill our days
But wait, there's more
I'll throw in
A ravenous horde
Of carping kids
And soiled rooms
Our {dis? ourselves?}
Self-consume
Let's get married, yeah
Drowning swimmers
Soon discover
Clenched together
Drown each other
One, they swim
Two, they can't
Life together till
Death do us part
Come live with me
Let it be soon
Married women
How they bloom
Come live with me
And be my love
And we will all
The pleasures prove
Let's get married, yeah
Live with me
Be my love
And we will all
The pleasures prove
Let's get married, yeah
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