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Are you going to Scarborough Fair
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parsley sage rosemary and thyme
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remember me to one who lives there
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she once was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
on the side of a hill in the deep forest green
tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground
blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains
sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
Tell her to find me an acre of land
on the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves
washed is the ground with so many tears
a soldier cleans and polishes a gun
Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather
war bellows blazing in scarlet battalions
generals order their soldiers to kill
and to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten
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