
dylan thomas - at the keyhole lyrics
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‘grill me some bones,’ said the cobbler
‘some bones, my pretty sue;
i’m tired of my lonesome with heels and soles
springsides and uppers too;
a mouse in the wainscot is nibbling;
a wind in the keyhole drones;
and a sheet webbed over my candle, susie, _ _
grill me some bones!’
‘grill me some bones,’ said the cobbler
i sat at my tic_tac_to;
and a footstep came to my door and stopped
and a hand groped to and fro;
and i peered up over my boot and last;
and my feet went cold as stones:
i saw an еye at the keyholе, susie! _ _
grill me some bones!’
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