Analysis

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FREE THESE INDOOR CHAINS

Can't wait to free these indoor chains
Had enough of these social distance pains
Want to do...

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Lost

Low

Lost

I’ve so many things wrong with me,
But don’t take this,
As me thinking...

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WHEN JOE AND MARILYN FIRST...

Did sparks fly when they first met ?
Maybe a publicity stunt or done for a bet
When Joe met...

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I DOESN'T ALWAYS MEAN

I want doesn't mean that you should take
For that would be a oversight and mistake
I need...

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KOJAK OR COLUMBO ?

Here is a question on something I can't decide
The answer of which I'm hoping I can provide
...

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A SOLITARY RED ROSE


There the red rose stands so tall and proud
No other flowers in her garden are allowed...

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LOSING THEIR FIZZ

Disaster occurring now in the United States
Noting to do with Trump or any of his mates
...

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BREAKING FREE ONE DAY

Was it Freddie who said I want to break free
He was obviously referring to you and me
The...

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Oh me Oh me on a flyby

Oh me Oh me on a flyby

My life has slowed down at last
I couldn’t quite comprehend why those days were racing fast
...

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Fresh beginnings...

Once bitten, forever smitten?

Fresh beginnings,
For our lives a new chapter..

Fresh beginnings,
For our lives a new...

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As I lay here at night....

As I lay here at night...

As I lay here at night,
With a million thoughts upon my mind,...

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Mine mortal flesh can...

Mine mortal flesh can finally escape...

Though mentally, physically,
and spiritually healthy... meth
hood dolled logy
hoop...

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WE'RE ALL CONFORMIST...

WE'RE ALL CONFORMIST NOW (THE ROAD TO HELL...)

Now we're all conformists
Living in a kind of police state.
We usually do not trust...

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WARNING CALL

Something so precious and so rare
Is certainly missed when it's not there
We complain that it...

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On the levels

Are you on the level government?. Are we ever - - not going to be on some sort of level. Will the old norm...

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THESE DAYS INDOORS ARE...

The bedroom clock still ticks and tocks
Feet still welcome a pair of socks
Ice cream is...

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POPULATION CONTROL

Feeding the madness

POPULATION CONTROL

Isn't this just where they want...

States locked down cannot cross to enter or leave...

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