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SUBURBAN
He leaned upon the narrow wall
That set the limit to his ground,
And marvelled (thinking of it all)
That he such happiness had found.
That set the limit to his ground,
And marvelled (thinking of it all)
That he such happiness had found.
There long he sat in perfect peace;
He smoked his pipe, he thanked his stars
(His stars, unnumbered in the lease),
And blest the subterranean cars
He smoked his pipe, he thanked his stars
(His stars, unnumbered in the lease),
And blest the subterranean cars
That bore him nightly back to win
The home where he had left a heart,
Not trusted in the Devil's din
Of London's damned money mart.
The home where he had left a heart,
Not trusted in the Devil's din
Of London's damned money mart.
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