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Terry O'Leary

Me

Terry? ? ?

Oh...? ...!

Leary...

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Forbidden Valley

Forbidden valley
Twin peaks arousing passion
Tulips on the tips

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The Saints

The Saints, in crypts and catacombs - graced halos still aglow.

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Brief Eclipse of Time

Life begins and ends
Birth, joy, laugh, cry, death and dust
Brief eclipse of time

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Till the End of Time

Stand straight for truth while in your youth and still within your prime,

For after dying you'll be lying till the end of time.

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There once was a Nun

There once was a Nun and a Druid
Exchanging some bodily fluid.
Along strode the Father
Who saw all the bother,
Lost stickum while coming unglu..ed.

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Antoine

Antoine is a Vampire Ghoul,

Barbaric, bloodthirsty and cruel,

With a fang in your throat

He'll suck slowly and gloat

And smile as you whimper and mewl.

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He Tickled Her Pink

There once was a raven haired Shrink
Who had orange Juice Tequilas to drink.

Well her scarlet souled Beau
Sucked her tinted red Toe

And she paled when he tickled her Pink.

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Gypsy Eyes

You've mirrored me in gypsy eyes,
which never take but borrow

You've bathed me in your gypsy eyes,
which are your pools of sorrow

You've gazed at me with gypsy eyes,
which never see tomorrow...

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Weeping Girl

Your tears do not become your eyes
Would my guitar weep in their stead
To drench and drown a shade that tries,
And charm a smile when woe has fled,
The fingers of my trembling hands
Would seethe in soothing sarabands.

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