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A dog with a lame leg drags itself around the tombsMrs. watson talks with someone whos been dead for yearsA sickly smell of urine rising from her tightsTwo old ladies on a park bench sitting silent already deadWhat a wonderfull place to have a cup of teaWhat a wonderfull place to read a book bout loveWhat a wonderfull place to sit around with me under a treeOn an afternoon in the cemeteryMillions of flies spiral around a cross before they landIn a fresh grave someone dug last nightThe little chappel looks so sad even the flowers seem to cryAnd all those people seem to wait for the moment they will dieWhat a wonderfull place to have a cup of teaWhat a wonderfull place to read a book boutWhat a wonderfull place to sit around with me under a treeOn an afternoon in the cemetery

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Afternoon in The Cemetery

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