She's a fool and don't I know it?But a fool can have her charmsI'm in love and don't I show it?Like a babe in armsLove's the same old sad sensationLately, I've not slept a winkSince this silly situationHas me on the blinkI'm wild again, beguiled againA simpering, whimpering child againBewitched, bothered, and bewildered am ICouldn't sleep, wouldn't sleepThen love came and told me I shouldn't sleepBewitched, bothered, and bewildered am ILost my heart, but what of it?She is cold, I agreeShe might laugh, but I love itAlthough the laugh's on meI'll sing to her, bring spring to herAnd long for the day when I'll cling to herBewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
building the walls of hate
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The breeding ground of hate takes many forms. Quite often basic ignorance
is the simple rationale and still other times their is a less easily seen
notion ...
15 years ago
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