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April 29, 2012
She was wonderful in the garden,
All the plants she could cultivate.
She was wonderful in the kitchen,
All her dinners were just first rate.
She was wonderful as a housewife,
All the furniture shone to a treat
She was wonderful with the children,
Who made our life complete.
She was wonderful too, towards me.
Our love, it was just so deep.
But when we got to the bedroom
Alas, she just went to sleep
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