| The Wanderer |
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| Behold the Dawn! |
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| All You That Are Good Fellows |
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| This Is a Sin-trying' World |
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| Mah God is So High |
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| She Was Poor but She Was Honest |
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| Mojo Hiding Woman |
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| The Dowie Dens o Yarrow |
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| Learn thou, the Life is, spreading life through all |
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| Never the spirit was born; the spirit shall cease to be never |
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And I mus say
That you did a fine
Job writting your poem