Raymond Pampa Poems

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1.
The Choir

What I felt on the church bell,
Is what I dume inside
A crowd impel too well,
And I deem to fide
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2.
With Guts

Wait until my concept flance
Aboke and till the until dance,
Nick what's fuel oughty swipe
A plain and boke a county rike
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3.
Tackle

Unlap and behold tunes of men
Seen prompts and some vague twen,
Place all the new brethren
None of the walls swipened
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