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to pout Never had a filter, I’m me Authentic me Jocularity, jocularity, I’m the girl of your dreams Manic panic chick Boy you make me sick Just fuck off
Their verbal wit has rather run to seed Their famous insularity and roguish jocularity That echoed through the empire when Victoria was Queen Can still
Their verbal wit has rather run to seed Their famous insularity and roguish jocularity That echoed through the empire when Victoria was Queen Can still
fun And Leisure time And Merriment And liveliness And Jocularity Disregard all your fears Invite me to concerts next year I'm a fun person (With leisure
oh so careless tongues Of vanity and jocularity Comes this conjuring We know not what we've done Prekarus Prekarus From the collective mind That spake
Indian army officers can read A bit Their verbal wit-has rather run to seed. Their splendid insularity And roguish jocularity Was echoing through
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