Uonder Kilkenny Biography

Slave girl

She was a slave girl; he was just a servant
Daughter of a cook; son of a merchant
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Of all that lies within life's pleasures
Your beauty cannot be compared
But I sometimes grieve to think those feathers
Would someday not sail within the air
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Old Lizard

Old Lizard, you are a good lizard
You never come into my yard
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I watched the weeping willow
As tears cover her soggy pillow

Why does she weep?
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Black Sheep

Always seen in ever he(a) rd
and whose (a) bsence in always preferred
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