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Walt Kelly - Whence That Wince? lyrics
I was stirrin' up a stirrup cup In a stolen sterling stein, When I chanced upon a ladle Who was once my Valentine. "Oh whence that wince, my wench?" quoth I. She blushed and said, "Oh sir, Old daddy isn't stirrin' Since my momma's been in stir." |
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