Back in the mid nineteen eighties before she had children and her hair was light brown
She was the young young Rose of old Castlemaine Town
Now a grandmother in her early fifties she lives in a flat on her own
And her better days in life she is one who surely has known
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Just springs pollen every year for 3 more days and then better prettier. Wills Blake quote this poem reminds. Nah, just u wait..your tired description will make you green from the audacity!