I sprinkle a thinkle
On promises lost
On faces that trickle
And ponder the cost
I wish on their wander
They’d dawdle astray
But then it’d be mine
And they need it their way
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I sprinkle a thinkle
On promises lost
On faces that trickle
And ponder the cost
I wish on their wander
They’d dawdle astray
But then it’d be mine
And they need it their way
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