| Mary Lady Bobby Kins |
| letâ??s begin letâ??s all martyr my mother I forget youâ??re the wonder walker what is there this to our caged Mrs. and is it Ma? and can it be your Ma? we all are here we all are just right near and in my ear I hear what you are now haul me on underneath the magic under all along what is this thing I see ordinary, ordinary haul me on let me tell the world how you are what will your wife remember ordinary, ordinary haul me on now that youâ??ve opened all of our dull minds let me thank you most repeating hands, eyes, tongue |