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When Tad Was a very shy Lad He gave it all he had And that was just too bad But at least he wasn't a Cad But that would of made him mad So for that he was glad And at least he can add
Always Gold By R. M. Otto   I am a cad, I am a liar I want for all but can have none; I yearn for hope but am stricken from it. All I deserve is the fire,
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