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There once was a boy named Pierre, Who only would say, I don’t care. Hear his story, my friend, for you’ll find at the end, that a suitable moral lies there One day, his mother said, as Pierre climbed out of bed, "Good morning, darling boy, you are my only joy." Pierre said, I don’t care. What would you like to eat? I don’t care. Some lovely cream of wheat? I don’t care. Don’t sit backwards on your chair. I don’t care. Or pour syrup on your hair. I don’t care . You are acting like a clown. I don’t care. And we have to go to town. I don’t care. Don’t you want to come my dear? I don’t care. Would you rather stay right here? I don’t care. So his mother left him there ~ The Dresden Dolls cover på Pierre ska man missbruka. LYSSNA! Brian sjunger <3 -flufflufffluff- mheöwhwöaefhöasdfhösdafha -damp-
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