Your little voice,
More quotes by Samuel Hoffenstein
Breathes there a man with hide so tough
Who says two sexes aren’t enough?
My soul is dark with stormy riot,
Directly traceable to diet.
The apple grows so bright and high,
And ends its days in apple pie.
If you love me, as I love you,
We'll both be friendly and untrue.
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