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When Insult Upon Injury Becomes The Last Straw That Breaks the Camel’s Back


  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. (American poet, 1807-1882)   There was a little girl, who had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead, And when she was good, she was very, very good, But when she was bad she was horrid. She stood on her head, on her little trundle bed, With nobody …

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After All is Said and Done


  "When All Is Said And Done" by ABBA Here's to us. One more toast, and then we'll pay the bill Deep inside, both of us can feel the autumn chill Birds of passage, you and me We fly instinctively When the summer's over and the dark clouds hide the sun Neither You nor I'm …

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