I've read the bright threads of MR
And the Famous MR Lounge
And underneath a Silly Post, I then began to scrounge
I met a darling cricket, where she cast her spell
And in that silly banter, I sang this song so well
If you'll be my Dixie Gal, I'll be your griffonwing
And we can sit together in the old porch swing, in the old porch swing...
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