cheeks
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| salt tears tricklin doon his | cheeks | an he put his airms |
| them up tae hide yer | cheeks | an spare yer blushes mind |
| maccallum esquire o stirlin my | cheeks | are aa blushes my puir |
| death is old with hollow | cheeks | and grey and that his |
| portrait of george mackay brown | cheeks | are hollow s a viking |
| if i d awful rosy | cheeks | in the cold weather there |
| floury face with round rosy | cheeks | like two slices of salami |
| a terrible colour and his | cheeks | were hollow whit did she |
| chirker n cricket chowks n | cheeks | chuck stane n pebble chynge |
| chiels fellows choukie hen chowks | cheeks | chynge change claes clothes clag |
| at peasant a queen with | cheeks | like apples carried silver buckets |
| pearl earring vermeer s model | cheeks | like mother of pearl head |
| bonnets an lashed oor smartin | cheeks | it drenched oor flappin jaickets |
| geyan very gie give gills | cheeks | gin if gizz face glaikit |
| laughin tears rinnin doon her | cheeks | on hearin the news jonsar |
| blood falls richly down my | cheeks | like enormous tears i tremble |
| ale an englishman with walrus | cheeks | and salty laugh fair weather |
| an cryin souk in the | cheeks | o yir erses ye tinks |
| wettin one of his bum | cheeks | you missed a bit you |
| inch deep wooden planks as | cheeks | that rested on two low |
| and dimples showing on her | cheeks | and on her fat little |
| why you ve got fat | cheeks | do you think [laugh] m1092: |
| field you an yur rosie | cheeks | an you an yur contented |
| ingrained in his bones his | cheeks | are tanned and his hair |
| ill ti the braw reid | cheeks | o the scripter hous door |
| bled the reid frae his | cheeks | ye ve rypit his pooches |
| dumb griefs they wet my | cheeks | with ice far away in |
| he kissed ann on both | cheeks | and once on her mouth |
| mouth was suitably incarnadine her | cheeks | made as powdery as a |
| the other suck in my | cheeks | and try not to cry |
| my wardles make your cherry | cheeks | and yallow hair gars me |
| hair was dyed and her | cheeks | were rouged her legs with |
| black as the raven your | cheeks | brown herder also alters the |
| water maddo blowing up his | cheeks | victor slapping them flat with |
| normally on your f1112: on | cheeks | f1111: no you don t |
| don t f1112: on your | cheeks | f1111: no you don t |
| that s nice on my | cheeks | f1112: yes it s vaseline |
| my face and kissing both | cheeks | i swung past the church |
| on the poor thing s | cheeks | that calmed him doon on |
| like smiling cupids fanned her | cheeks | like fanning a fire into |
| her look as if her | cheeks | were covered with rouge a |
| patting her big hairdo his | cheeks | wind charred trying not to |
| a little on your own | cheeks | rubbed well in by mysie |
| saw a woman with red | cheeks | she wid min on e |
| heid and pink and white | cheeks | and jings but he s |
| fur brillcreamed dads with razored | cheeks | bought tickets permed mums with |
| impaled with a gold ring | cheeks | nostrils eyebrows the lot she |
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