Quite a loner, it seemed, a recluse;
Just him, out on the farm, with his ewes,
Of whom one he was fond,
Brown-eyed, platinum blonde,
As one might, were a man in his shoes!
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Quite a loner, it seemed, a recluse;
Just him, out on the farm, with his ewes,
Of whom one he was fond,
Brown-eyed, platinum blonde,
As one might, were a man in his shoes!