Back Door Angels

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In and out of the front door,
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 ran twelve back-door angels.
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Their hair was a golden-brown ---
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they didn't see me wink my eye.
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`Tis said they put we men to sleep
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 with just a whisper,
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And touch the heads of dying 
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dogs --- and make them linger.
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They carry their candles high --- 
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and they light the dark hours.
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And sweep all the country clean
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  with pressed and scented 
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wild-flowers.

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They grow all their roses 
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red,    and paint our skies blue 
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drop one penny in every second bowl 
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make half the beggars lose,
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why do the faithful have such a 
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will to believe in something?
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And call it the name they choose,
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having chosen nothing.

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Think I'll sit down and invent some
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 fool --- some Grand Court Jester.
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And next time the die is cast, 
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he'll throw a six or two.


In and out of the back-door, ran one
 front-door angel,
Her hair was a golden-brown --- she 
smiled and I think she winked her 
eye.