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For firm conviction of a mouse
Not exorcised before
I take a flower as I go
My face to fustify
For firm conviction of a cat
Not exorcised before
I take a flower as I go
My face to justify
Again his voice behind the door
I gave my dog to the servant
And walk to Spain
My destiny on the floor
Temptation to deny a walk to Spain
Such a junk of jokin' talent
Speculations on myself
Nor a huge starvation
About "what you did say yet ?"
I'm not able to eat ognons
Without smiling again and again
Cervantes asked me a charachter
But I'm no' more walking to Spain.
