. Serpentine . /^? From all the flowers of Gods outdoors,You were our final choice; Oh, Black-eyed Susan of our love for thee we voice. The game of life well soon begin, Let each one do his fortune smiles on you and me. May she not forget the rest. Now as our goal we realize. We find it well to He who reigns on high desires. For He will guide us through. -fcS^^^ [94]. ^^- [95]

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