Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

And my estranged hands

In such forgotten things as pulses,
Were becoming mutually interested
Were becoming mutually interested
In such forgotten things as pulses,
In such forgotten things as pulses,
I looked out of a window —Hazel Hall
I looked out of a window
—Hazel Hall

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