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thanksgiving poem

de'bil-se va volando la canción
en el puerto de York nueva
fuera de mí indigno y desconocido
ella era una belleza en los días
¡bajo!' tis a la noche de la gala
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
no hay escape al lado del río
escuche
usted es hermoso y descolorado
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
su pelo hermoso
aquí miente una señora más hermosa

 



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