ou brush your teeth, six-thirty is striking You powder your nose in wild despair And you frantically brush and comb your hair. You pin on your bib, put your cap on your head; Its six-thirty-nine as you make your bed You run and run, you must run some more Its six-forty-five, youve reached the…
Mesmerism · Hypnosis
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