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I would rather not say ...	What would you say	Would rather not say my real name

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Would rather not say my real name

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The Parent's Fault Pamela ElseaSpaun	When my children were young I would always hear, Your children are always so...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Pariah - The Pariah's Prayer Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	And we too to swell thy praise, Such a miracle would...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Parish Register - Part II: Marriages George Crabbe	By no such rule would Gaffer Kirk be tried; First in the year he led a blooming bride, And stood a wither'd elder at...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the park bench Daniel Wintermeyer	we got acquainted and turned the page We would solve the problems of the world and share a joke or two But now you've gone on to a better...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Parson's Tale Geoffrey Chaucer	And then that ye will give me audience, I would full fain at Christe's reverence Do you pleasance lawful, as I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Parting (2) Anne Brontë	So true a heart from thee; Eliza, he would never go, And leave thee thus to mourn, He must be dead, for death alone Could hinder his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Parting Song Felicia Dorothea Hemans	There lay a hidden fount of love, that would have gush'd for...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Parting Soul And Her Guardian Angel Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon	Think’st thou from them I would pass...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Party Paul Laurence Dunbar	But a pusson would 'a' noticed f'om de d'rection of his look, Dat he was watchin' ev'ry step dat Ike an' Lindy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Party A.D. Small	I don't like to dance But it would have been nice if somebody invited me Just to have the chance I wanted to feel invited ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing Of 'Boss' Shepherd Ambrose Bierce	'-that is sad indeed, But malice better would ignore than heed, And Shepherd's soul, we rightly may suspect, Prayed often for the mercy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing Of A Heart James Whitcomb Riley	That I did dream its gold would wear alway, And lo, to-day-- O touch me with your...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing Of Arthur Alfred Lord Tennyson	But had not force to shape it as he would, Till the High God behold it from beyond, And enter it, and make it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing of Elnora Christine Elaine Gwaltney	Knowing the brightness would hold her Death stopped by her house last...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing of Gundagai Andrew Barton Paterson	And when he lost he would not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing Of The Century Alfred Austin	What tale would he tell, could the dead but...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing Of The Primroses Alfred Austin	We would rather go ere the sweet Spring...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passing Show Ambrose Bierce	this place they fare When they would conquer an abiding...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passion John Milton	Yet on the softened quarry would I score My plaining verse as lively as before; For sure so well instructed are my tears ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passionate Pilgrim William Shakespeare	Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her fair...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passions William Collins	Each (for Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Passions. An Ode to Music William Taylor Collins	Each, for madness rul'd the hour, Would prove his own expressive...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
the past farah sharif albittar	responses they are hard to be defeated but why would you destroy my muse she repeated, living in the past that she doesn’t need it , trying to bury...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
THE PAST Wesley Van Niekerk	It becomes so unbearable that I would rather sell my soul to the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Past Louisa Stuart Costello	known; I have counted each delight I would ever call my own; But the moments are so woven, that the guiding clew is gone, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)