With faltering steps, slower grows my stride,
Kicking stones, I stumble on my way;
Trodding such wretched paths, God knows I've tried
To rise above all this Earthly fray
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Hang your silk stockings from the mantel, Lora, my dear.
Santa is bound to fill them with lots and lots of holiday cheer.
Burt Reynolds, Tom Jones, and let's not forget W.C. Fields!
They shall spice your holiday after rejoicing: Lora YIELDS! !
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Hang your silk stockings from the mantel, Lora, my dear. Santa is bound to fill them with lots and lots of holiday cheer. Burt Reynolds, Tom Jones, and let's not forget W.C. Fields! They shall spice your holiday after rejoicing: Lora YIELDS! !