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It’s like a lion at the door;And when the door begins to crack,It’s like a stick across you back;And when your back begins to smart,It’s like a penknife in your heart;And when your heart begins to bleed,You’re dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.
It’s like a lion at the door;And when the door begins to crack,It’s like a stick across you back;And when your back begins to smart,It’s like a penknife in your heart;And when your heart begins to bleed,You’re dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.
