I'll always keep in mind your generosity It's remarkable what you've left behind For instance, here's a front-door key Looking almost like it belongs to me There must be some mistake, you've left so much around There's all sorts of things you forgot to take For instance, all my limbs are sound And you never burned the house to the ground There's just no end I fear to your boundless charity There's no end of stuff that should not be here There's all manner of junk, there's all kinds of gear For instance, there's your memory
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