WORLD PEACE
DAY ONE
ON THE WAY TO THE BIG APPLE
THE CITY THAT NEVER SLEEP
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| FIRST STOP |
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Ihese ladies treated me like royalty. I had my morning repast brought to me at my table.
You guys know I can
still talk the talk.
A Joyce I know, from New York, says I am full of BULL.
Yet she bakes me cakes, ask Ora.
NEED I SAY
ANYTHING ?
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