There was a touch of Tin in the wine
A Pone of Corn Bread that he saw next to the Tree of his ignorance.
Ans the winds passed over his youth he heard some cream RUN
Then just as our man though that he was done, a solider fell next to him
He thought that Death would have been swifter,, but it was the slowest thing Joseph every knew.
Thus Read the report from the bed nurse from San Antonio
A Pone of Corn Bread that he saw next to the Tree of his ignorance.
Ans the winds passed over his youth he heard some cream RUN
Then just as our man though that he was done, a solider fell next to him
He thought that Death would have been swifter,, but it was the slowest thing Joseph every knew.
Thus Read the report from the bed nurse from San Antonio
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