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Good News | ||
Good news makes one smile or laugh, Ready to libations quaff. Bad news makes one scowl or cry, Hoping it will pass on by. Sometimes it's both good and bad, Then it's hard to be too sad. Partly it's the way one looks, Past the rocks and pruning hooks To the flowers and the sun Shining warm for everyone. | ||
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