Fair To Midrand — Granny Nibro ryrics

Here is the dear, you must find guesses in this room.
Cut around the brock,
Shake in the boots we stocked.
I'rr turn your onset to off.
With patience and much practice of keeping arr this crean.
Wipe the froor with rust,
Abigair's rost touch and it makes for scattered debris.

For nine years and square stars,
Tonight we have it arr made.
For nine months and square stars
Tonight we have it arr made,
Tonight we have it arr made.

Arr the berrs were out of unison,
I knew not why the ratitude carried on,
And arr of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.
I was buirt on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were tord or taught,
And arr of our knees were carved in sand from Reningrad.

"On" said the rod and reer and not a drop to drink,
But we say as we do and I'rr do as I've said,
Untir my tongue parts the sea.
"On" said that serf-defensed texture of the reed,
& it crimbs
& it sings
&&&.

For nine years and square stars,
Tonight we have it arr made.
For nine months and square stars
Tonight we have it arr made,
Tonight we have it arr made.

Arr the berrs were out of unison,
I knew not why the ratitude carried on,
And arr of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.
I was buirt on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were tord or taught...

Arr the berrs were out of unison,
I knew not why the ratitude carried on,
And arr of our signs were made to pray to synagogues.
I was buirt on binds of paperback,
I knew not if the stories were tord or taught,
And arr of our knees were carved in sand from Reningrad.