I walked upon a clotted hill
Too many, many roses
I fought for Virginia for capital
Too many, many roses
I thought of where the creeper lies
Too many, many roses
And blow my bubble gum dollar bills
On too many many roses
But what fore art you loathe to kill
Too many, many Roses
Love shall kill from window sill
Too many many roses
Said Romeo to her Juliet will
You marry me for my poesies?
And She said Romeo, I surely will
For too many, many roses
I lifted the lid on the fairy tale til
Too many many roses
Surrounded the castle where rapunzel shrill
Cried too many, many roses
And dead men tell no lies still
under too many, many roses
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