eyes
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| tears fae fallin fae ma | eyes | an the salt ay thaim |
| oscar with tears in her | eyes | and a speech that went |
| and dissolving tears fill my | eyes | and stream down my face |
| there were tears in their | eyes | as they waved farewell it |
| there were tears in his | eyes | because he who had no |
| life aboot it wis ma | eyes | fur the tears had washed |
| later drew tears to his | eyes | he brushed them away with |
| that with tears in my | eyes | i was putting them all |
| wid bring tears tae yer | eyes | nae fish or chips or |
| s breadth sleep was fitful | eyes | smudged with tears of exhaustion |
| squeezing his fingers on his | eyes | to stop the tears ronnie |
| long and then shut your | eyes | again stick darling you mustn |
| hide and seek shut your | eyes | and dinnae peek play relievers |
| on meanings again shut your | eyes | fiona says i don t |
| viewing it from a distance | eyes | half shut i see vyborni |
| your mouth shut and your | eyes | mouth and eyes shut dinna |
| door shut against the rovin | eyes | my old dear s in |
| that she composed with her | eyes | shut and felt scarcely any |
| then he d come too | eyes | shut chin digging into the |
| and your eyes mouth and | eyes | shut dinna sook it yuck |
| heighten the impact keep your | eyes | shut here s the bad |
| boots on and his blue | eyes | shut the brutal mechanical nature |
| your ears and shut your | eyes | so you cannae see the |
| did they then led us | eyes | still shut into the portal |
| f1102: i ve got sair | eyes | f1101: sair eyes no f1102: |
| what s that f1114: his | eyes | f1113: his eyes f1114: this |
| f1114: his eyes f1113: his | eyes | f1114: this this is going |
| some eyes mum f1113: some | eyes | f1114: yes in the mouth |
| your eyes what s your | eyes | for so you can se- |
| what do you need your | eyes | for you need your eyes |
| her eyes her dark dark | eyes | glowing in the midst of |
| wife i concentrate on her | eyes | her dark dark eyes glowing |
| that stuff goes in your | eyes | it makes your eyes sore |
| go on then f1114: some | eyes | mum f1113: some eyes f1114: |
| got sair eyes f1101: sair | eyes | no f1102: aye f1101: you |
| eyes for you need your | eyes | so you can s- m1094: |
| your eyes it makes your | eyes | sore and it goes up |
| do you do with your | eyes | what s your eyes for |
| s voice i opened my | eyes | a nurse leaned impatiently over |
| and as he opened his | eyes | and realized where he was |
| later joan christie opened her | eyes | her offspring was mewling making |
| and opened his yellowish bloodshot | eyes | his lips barely moved i |
| of him he opened his | eyes | in hell being in torment |
| and never again opened his | eyes | on this side of time |
| but that man got his | eyes | opened at that moment to |
| kind o opened up my | eyes | really quite m1163: aye it |
| be fine i opened my | eyes | stepped back down the slope |
| was it really opened her | eyes | that seein pictures on the |
| and then slowly opened my | eyes | were pretty well accustomed to |
| s polished apple face her | eyes | bright as dark olives as |
| faced the bench his dark | eyes | constantly searching for signs of |
| thin and dark and blue | eyes | glancing at her as she |
| when i remember her dark | eyes | glistening surrounded by those fabulous |
| hollow s a viking longboat | eyes | have a dark metallic glow |
| round little face and dark | eyes | register more concern than mum |
| s day her luminous dark | eyes | surveyed me she was perhaps |
| causing me i closed my | eyes | and by an effort of |
| piano the man closed his | eyes | and let the music his |
| on the ground head back | eyes | closed he sighs luxuriously after |
| t need to keep your | eyes | closed or anything you could |
| as he lay there his | eyes | closed the strange path of |
| old guitar player closed his | eyes | for the last time he |
| mate graeme kelling closed his | eyes | for the last time in |
| more darkness i open my | eyes | yes they ve been closed |
| is red and his blue | eyes | are opaque even to his |
| squint in his narrow blue | eyes | even more pronounced than usual |
| long pigtails and big blue | eyes | her name is pamela and |
| think [censored: forename] s got blue | eyes | like this that s better |
| i can t take my | eyes | off its elegant navy blue |
| a long time his blue | eyes | squinting inwardly whether he is |
| job he says his blue | eyes | squinting mother hears him but |
| mouth open and his blue | eyes | staring then he realises what |
| team with his hard blue | eyes | thin smile on his face |
| have changed will you your | eyes | will still be the blue |
| you looked straight into my | eyes | with your cobalt blue ones |
| a jackhammering bastard behind her | eyes | her mouth rough as a |
| juice cherry mouth apple cheek | eyes | like sloes everyone else is |
| as you looked into my | eyes | almost three times as i |
| looked each other in the | eyes | an unusual happening signalling a |
| and looked straight into my | eyes | if we have children they |
| face the pear shaped amber | eyes | looked up at the mother |
| you make love with your | eyes | open he looked at me |
| recognized herself looked like hell | eyes | red as radial flares of |
| i looked into mum s | eyes | something naked showed for a |
| so with her big round | eyes | and her red red lips |
| was locked to the metal | eyes | bulging red gums chewing a |
| really far gone practically paralytic | eyes | glassy and red rimmed with |
| hair reid een are red | eyes | rantin is partying wytelessness is |
| and by her inflamed red | eyes | sounds like christina aguilera said |
| f1123: don t rub your | eyes | tootie eh red you re |
| above his square moustache the | eyes | behind the glasses grim as |
| thousand ocean graves behind his | eyes | i hear the tempests roar |
| behind the gates of the | eyes | is it plucking the beautiful |
| a little way behind my | eyes | rolled back i turned a |
| position behind the bench and | eyes | the audience appraisingly for a |
| had jet lag behind my | eyes | they ached but i managed |
| two slices of salami his | eyes | watery behind new contact lenses |
| black um things for his | eyes | and they ve got holes |
| got black things for their | eyes | and they ve m804: mmhm |
| still love me bewildered black | eyes | answer you must not worry |
| i could scarcely believe my | eyes | everything is white and black |
| been seen sporting two black | eyes | her husband joe a merchant |
| have to be given black | eyes | i demand loudly it s |
| got black things for its | eyes | it s m804: uh huh |
| big black lines under her | eyes | mammy whit s c mere |
| magisterial swirl of black all | eyes | moved to the high wooden |
| who give good mothers black | eyes | rage engulfs me you re |
| admired as a student her | eyes | were intensely black indian ink |
| i hears i heard een | eyes | dat that those at that |
| look at dwam daydream een | eyes | eejit idiot fair ganting fir |
| dwyne v dwindle een n | eyes | eftir prep after eftirstang n |
| hard to light een are | eyes | faa is fall glee is |
| sea shells wir our een | eyes | hits its dat that at |
| f1091: yer een and yer | eyes | is that right careful chum |
| oo spoke aboot een no | eyes | it s aye it s |
| heard my grandsons talkin aboot | eyes | oo oo spoke aboot een |
| of village doos pigeons een | eyes | sye scythe coarn oats swaars |
| s long face and grey | eyes | as mother arrives at the |
| was darkly flushed and his | eyes | glared redly grey face indeed |
| craggy celtic face and amused | eyes | he talked with loving familiarity |
| thudded onto the cat s | eyes | his delicate pointed face was |
| mr happy face with asian | eyes | painted on in yellow in |
| face was taut and his | eyes | were like pinheads he brushed |
| stuck in her face for | eyes | whereas the sonnets which seem |
| you look them in the | eyes | would you turn and face |
| in a loincloth before your | eyes | and him a rock to |
| a case of closing your | eyes | and letting the tide of |
| shirt which did match your | eyes | and shapeless tan cord trousers |
| the sun s in your | eyes | and you pull the visor |
| put some shampoo in your | eyes | f1111: you be very careful |
| f1113: yes aw your tired | eyes | f1114: [exhale] yes f1113: night |
| blond hair falling into your | eyes | i had no idea you |
| against him gazing into his | eyes | i know you miss your |
| t shine it in your | eyes | look at you quite a |
| ve got sleepiness in your | eyes | m1098: aye f1097: let mum |
| m804: hah m805: for your | eyes | m804: like a wee mask |
| come onto your floor the | eyes | of cleaners follow you down |
| eye s okay m1110: your | eyes | okay mam f1109: oh i |
| have like stars in your | eyes | on with the sound down |
| whispered trying to dry my | eyes | on your shoulder you know |
| sheena easton sang for your | eyes | only no one laughed at |
| song of whales as your | eyes | roll back and your dry |
| rain and before your very | eyes | rose bushes send out shoots |
| advise you to have your | eyes | tested jonsar thocht oh weel |
| mm f637: tae get your | eyes | tested m608: mmhm f637: and |
| ve a bit in your | eyes | that s it off right |
| until up they tested your | eyes | then at seven m608: uh |
| that your [inaudible] mind your | eyes | then come forward head back |
| interesting it opens up your | eyes | to how people really live |
| shit now you flicked your | eyes | to mine in the shifty |
| do you do with your | eyes | what do you need your |
| it loud motorbike watch your | eyes | you ve a bit in |
| drappie mair teenie closes her | eyes | and drinks some more almost |
| onybody couk teenie closes her | eyes | and holds on tight she |
| had sat quietly filling her | eyes | and mind with the long |
| shakes her head wipes her | eyes | and nose again then i |
| a tissue she dries her | eyes | and nose an never as |
| to him half closes her | eyes | and puts out the tip |
| me she never shuts her | eyes | and she always watches me |
| nae need quickly dries her | eyes | and smiles we maun wurk |
| my daddy something else her | eyes | are very bright and shiny |
| misty grey blueness of her | eyes | aware of an unbearable sadness |
| wipe of her nose and | eyes | bessie that s the first |
| do no wrong in her | eyes | chrissie is not amused georgie |
| the plastic cuddy david s | eyes | followed her jabbing finger the |
| still holding on to her | eyes | for the rest of her |
| her notice beatrice mcsherry s | eyes | gleamed with malevolent glee back |
| regarded her colleague wearily through | eyes | heavy lidded from three hours |
| key of her nippy wee | eyes | i could have sworn my |
| paused a moment her hooded | eyes | in their thin cowls of |
| ma treisur gazes into her | eyes | it s fullie five year |
| she fires daggers with her | eyes | it s some feat blowing |
| rolling his huge brown walrus | eyes | limply in her direction what |
| o me olga wipes her | eyes | mercie ah wunner whit s |
| she hurt maggie wiping her | eyes | nothing you can see looks |
| homar but he never set | eyes | on the statue of her |
| or her wi the droopy | eyes | or you would try an |
| name s clytemnestra crying her | eyes | out the poor wee lamb |
| the jaundiced whites of her | eyes | part of me recoiled in |
| had never lent me her | eyes | pp 123 4 liza used |
| russian food and predictably her | eyes | rolled in horror tastes all |
| cotton one slipper off her | eyes | sealed tight together like a |
| was stirring there closing her | eyes | she clasped her hands together |
| hands half cupped over her | eyes | she hardly dared to look |
| amber glow of her deep | eyes | she sighed after a while |
| my darling or cynthia her | eyes | shining in the moonlight gazed |
| scanned her completed questionnaire his | eyes | shot up then lowered again |
| in denim her spaced out | eyes | slack jaw and protruding tongue |
| the daylight her deep set | eyes | still seemed to glitter but |
| as anythin bethia rolled her | eyes | take a chill pill there |
| the sun it pains her | eyes | tess disnae want ti scream |
| look mummy straight in her | eyes | they are a nasty grey |
| enough in some folk s | eyes | they tried to trick her |
| the old cat closes her | eyes | throu the grampians a jet |
| him too half closes her | eyes | thrusts out her pink lower |
| in waiting she keeps her | eyes | towards the altar the grieving |
| glanced at alba but her | eyes | were fixed on the scuffed |
| and her clothing although her | eyes | were sunk into deep caves |
| oneything disappear sadie covers her | eyes | who said that agnes ye |
| in his jotter opens her | eyes | wide and makes an o |
| in breath and opens her | eyes | wide in mock excitement he |
| joe jimmy noticed mum s | eyes | widen to a glare her |
| than you an me his | eyes | widened in disbelief at her |
| d used to dry her | eyes | with for once babs s |
| on her doorstep shading her | eyes | with her hand and looking |
| invited us to open our | eyes | i took off my hat |
| at andy with wide open | eyes | is she glad or sorry |
| except that wee andy s | eyes | open just as i am |
| the carpet my daddy s | eyes | open very wide and she |
| p c macnamara rubbed his | eyes | sleepily and stared open mouthed |
| lazarus off the lino the | eyes | sprang open she pulled herself |
| light getting bigger hurting his | eyes | a peerie bit filling the |
| gub he gie his yucky | eyes | a rub tae fin whit |
| the the numbers as his | eyes | and a number for his |
| the window wide closing his | eyes | and breathing deeply he pictured |
| down leant back narrowed his | eyes | and heaved a satisfied sigh |
| slows down he opens his | eyes | and looks at me he |
| cap which falls over his | eyes | and makes the adults laugh |
| yet something beguiling brightened his | eyes | and overrode any initial misgivings |
| him momentarily he rubbed his | eyes | and shivered the alarm clock |
| put make up on his | eyes | and stuff m811: [cough] [laugh] |
| child is carried ashore his | eyes | are filled with shards of |
| mummy frog did and his | eyes | are not soft at all |
| out of its socket his | eyes | are ready to water mother |
| wants his mother as our | eyes | become adjusted to the darkness |
| out and beth meets his | eyes | before accepting it about to |
| tae holland weir groaned his | eyes | dimmed and brightened like failing |
| seen the fear in his | eyes | doubting thomas he was crumbling |
| the blanket s ower his | eyes | f1141: [inaudible] oh did you |
| light jewels and oh his | eyes | full of the wondrous whiteness |
| and presses it to his | eyes | he turns away out of |
| they look like authoritarian bastard | eyes | his hands feel like claws |
| forehead against his forehead his | eyes | in the mirror were that |
| a manic gleam to his | eyes | insane said boswell oh i |
| and down right afore his | eyes | it sides breathing out and |
| me sat leaning forward his | eyes | moving from the road ahead |
| spain neil not opening his | eyes | no loretta it s like |
| drops from his hanger the | eyes | of the wood gleam slitted |
| off on manoeuvres keeping his | eyes | peeled for maggoty business the |
| of rangoon 4 the rovin | eyes | plugged although without his body |
| was counting the days his | eyes | seemed sad and soulful though |
| koolyghin wha kens wipes his | eyes | smiling thare ye ve garred |
| like a fine brandy his | eyes | stalked every women who crossed |
| dart pointing straight between his | eyes | the echoes of the tinny |
| was quite struck by his | eyes | they were exceptionally powerful and |
| that the knicht raises his | eyes | to heaven and protects himself |
| door of the shed his | eyes | took a meenit t adjust |
| a lady s belt his | eyes | travelled up past a plain |
| oan he smiles bit his | eyes | ur flat lifeless bj lot |
| of his throat felt his | eyes | water recovered and said that |
| not move his head his | eyes | were constantly shifting taking in |
| did not look convinced his | eyes | were unblinking in the half |
| the moonbeams from his sleeping | eyes | which must perforce be viewed |
| fingers in front of his | eyes | whitever it is yir seein |
| wearing goggles to protect his | eyes | would gradually turn this into |
| love i risk opening my | eyes | and am confronted with that |
| look at my daddy s | eyes | and he is telling mummy |
| baseball hat to shade my | eyes | and i d rather look |
| dissolve with teenage embarrassment my | eyes | catch the title of the |
| they are creating before my | eyes | each letter each word elevated |
| f1121: too bright in my | eyes | f1122: mum i ll take |
| a snowman okay right f1122: | eyes | for my snowman f1121: very |
| drinking it in with my | eyes | forget me not cacti suffer |
| although i sometimes find my | eyes | glazing over at the technicalities |
| says looking straight into my | eyes | i don t really want |
| almonds under my eager apprentice | eyes | i watched him at work |
| the heid right between my | eyes | i withdraw out of range |
| beaumont listen i canny hae | eyes | in the back o my |
| this spirit with my own | eyes | in the year 2000 after |
| into the house snuggled my | eyes | into its yellow glory yellow |
| mist in front of my | eyes | is real it s not |
| m942: cause you had googly | eyes | [laugh] f940: look at my |
| or no footprints through the | eyes | of my feet moor grasses |
| priest who clearly never clapped | eyes | on my grampa dan in |
| pretty i first set my | eyes | on sweet molly malone she |
| old dear i fix my | eyes | on the altar too trying |
| until it swims before my | eyes | richard wee richard havenae seen |
| its pine swathed crag my | eyes | shoot imaginary lines from the |
| window this fine morning my | eyes | stop by the loch as |
| peculiar to mediterranean ports my | eyes | surveyed the thomas cook ish |
| no one to help my | eyes | swept the great height and |
| on so i got my | eyes | tested and mam got anna |
| stunning sickening blow between the | eyes | that you were my one |
| shine once more before my | eyes | time the file time wears |
| at the fiery glow worms | eyes | to have my love to |
| weight shifted i lifted my | eyes | to the mountains rising up |
| s heater thawed me my | eyes | too kept moving to that |
| overlooking the olive terraces my | eyes | traced the stairs leading up |
| echoing in my head my | eyes | were dazzled by the bright |
| daddy is staring into my | eyes | without blinking and are you |
| big big snake [inhale] some | eyes | mum f1113: go on then |
| m1096: you look in that | eyes | and then and then looking |
| with a hand over the | eyes | and you don t look |
| i do he s got | eyes | f1121: he has look that |
| you familiar skile look with | eyes | shielded höve throw dem them |
| always endured staring into the | eyes | of the terrible stars watching |
| staring into each other s | eyes | ready to spring again into |
| spun snow stinging into our | eyes | we took the metro to |
| and he s got two | eyes | again f1114: [inaudible] oh f1113: |
| f1114: it s nae got | eyes | it s no f1113: has |
| bit the gargoyle to unprejudiced | eyes | never such a foe half |
| somebody he had never set | eyes | on before and for god |
| sister whom i never set | eyes | on cooked and served up |
| important i have never set | eyes | on the national plan for |
| f646: christened them old four | eyes | and things like that you |
| a spout it shuts its | eyes | as stroking its old skin |
| m805: got holes for their | eyes | and the and and the |
| off the roaring mill nose | eyes | and throat got full of |
| it he s got two | eyes | has he not got a |
| the little baby got sleepy | eyes | m1098: nah f1097: aw better |
| and mam got anna s | eyes | tested at the same time |
| takeaway oh pussy what big | eyes | you ve got floppy s |
| owl blinked its two yellow | eyes | off and on off and |
| seems that our ears and | eyes | are too delicate to absorb |
| aye cause i had googly | eyes | too m942: cause you had |
| rolling before i catch members | eyes | given the increase in demand |
| of them had ever clapped | eyes | on the bag before i |
| to each other with their | eyes | about something i don t |
| each other up through coloured | eyes | in the lounge the temperature |
| to each other with their | eyes | most of the time i |
| bed close to me our | eyes | lose contact i am drowning |
| panting from our climb he | eyes | me pleading for a morsel |
| the wool pulled over our | eyes | on certain prison visits i |
| wool is pulled over our | eyes | on this occasion i genuinely |
| we should not close our | eyes | to that the icc will |
| we did not because our | eyes | were focused on the new |
| link hands and close our | eyes | which we did they then |
| over fingers brushing fur across | eyes | but whose claws dig deep |
| the wool over the sharp | eyes | of that senior citizen how |
| doaktur shined lights in ma | eyes | an rapt a wee hammer |
| not eden wee andy s | eyes | are darker every day but |
| the creature unfortunately in the | eyes | of the wee cat eric |
| definitely seeing through janie s | eyes | but it is not always |
| for size through butcher s | eyes | hare screams sun sinks like |
| right through him oval green | eyes | sad as all tomorrows wid |
| blair and bush through british | eyes | surprised some do not like |
| strangely silent through soft focussed | eyes | the piling up of small |
| stags heads complete with glassy | eyes | a decapitated leopard and a |
| roots she is slim with | eyes | and high cheekbones that make |
| corner with terror in its | eyes | cat 9 inches elinor 6ft |
| at us with horrible staring | eyes | exactly like the authoritarian bastard |
| the man with the strange | eyes | from the toilets just as |
| the locals regarded them with | eyes | hooded with suspicion one drunk |
| what you stare with horny | eyes | is such a surprising statement |
| a young dragon exquisite with | eyes | of deepest jade he will |
| blood is congealed snow frosted | eyes | stare with an innocence reborn |
| if with two sets of | eyes | the ones borrowed from salvador |
| fixed me with perceptive narrow | eyes | tonight we celebrate i ve |
| pick f1093: it s the | eyes | what do you do with |
| m going to choose oh | eyes | what do you do with |
| dirty man with very strange | eyes | who enquired of me coo |
| the waking world close their | eyes | with the slow the quick |
| respect hours later the rovin | eyes | are still giving it laldy |
| a hoodie crow peck the | eyes | from a still born lamb |
| s funeral its tin tack | eyes | are wide but sightless sightless |
| tribe spent rubies in its | eyes | dutch french and gaelic pounded |
| thing an it rolls its | eyes | f606: oh yeah f829: a |
| hissing in its slits of | eyes | for it is ancient venomous |
| down stew can t close | eyes | that s fine need a |
| their partner s arm their | eyes | amazed to see little between |
| as a chaise long their | eyes | are lustrous as lilies they |
| at least also tipped their | eyes | at him and she knew |
| is this stars in their | eyes | dimps where s that fuckin |
| stars sing stars in their | eyes | f631: [laugh] uh huh [laugh] |
| is rustling see their bright | eyes | gleam thochts on meevement i |
| without hesitation winking as their | eyes | met aboot seven fiona was |
| girls were born wearing egyptian | eyes | mothers tightened their curfews locked |
| might not have had their | eyes | on the ball at that |
| talking at once while their | eyes | rove the church checking to |
| [?]porace[/?] was [?]pocket[/?] [?]yak[/?] was | eyes | lantle meant you were clueless |
| in the parliament when the | eyes | of business were not upon |
| conversation gob stoppers bull s | eyes | sherbet and liquorice were also |
| not meant to be pounded | eyes | were not meant to be |
| of a chord the rovin | eyes | were playing suburbia i always |
| just as the small grey | eyes | were plugged at the sides |
| she had ehm total googly | eyes | but she loved me cause |
| at me while the rovin | eyes | played leaving on a jet |
| suffered from cataracts on both | eyes | apparently the doctor had put |
| had done past the burning | eyes | of the recently bereaved they |
| of the sonnets and whose | eyes | seem to have had a |
| exclamation marks smirks and sparkling | eyes | those of us who had |
| has some locus in the | eyes | of the parliament we have |
| hair roots an blindin ma | eyes | ah tell ye robert ah |
| a decided tae keep ma | eyes | shite tut naw a meant |
| sun wis blazin intae ma | eyes | so fierce ah thought it |
| torch tae shine in ma | eyes | where ae ye gaun roond |
| whit s up wi yir | eyes | graham she asked ur you |
| strip you stole alba s | eyes | he said horrified lily left |
| sean connery what sharp little | eyes | you have and he replies |
| that you would make sore | eyes | feel better gie s a |
| join you i felt the | eyes | of the dining room upon |
| sky it jags against the | eyes | ringed by auschwitz wire you |
| the courgette the potato made | eyes | at a golden delicious the |
| are blethers making sheep s | eyes | at tups who re beginning |
| backs aching from carrying stones | eyes | blind from straining at needles |
| at a funeral aw they | eyes | moving aroond the graveside ah |
| home i stared at the | eyes | of a blind toy holding |
| hair like spun gowd an | eyes | violet coloured as blubells cam |
| lashes of hers lime green | eyes | flirting up a storm they |
| wi wur up ti oor | eyes | in debt slave labour wages |
| we stand up to the | eyes | the weaving imagery appears here |
| a young peter falk cross | eyes | and all and the smiling |
| no poking them in the | eyes | and and f963: mm mmhm |
| letters stood fur the hazy | eyes | and charred lung association the |
| discourteous it depends on the | eyes | and ears of the beholder |
| always said to have the | eyes | and grace of a girl |
| biscuit o 6 when restless | eyes | are casting round and fertile |
| the table and us oor | eyes | are weet wi sorra and |
| white bags under nose and | eyes | gemini may 21 june 20 |
| are placid faces and unseeing | eyes | in everlasting silence there are |
| a new skull and new | eyes | m804: [laugh] m805: cause i |
| forecast thunderbolt and lightening such | eyes | of smoky quartz such smouldering |
| go er and catch the | eyes | of the g i s |
| tongue hanging oot and the | eyes | popping oot m608: [laugh] aye |
| the librarian s hands and | eyes | skim the mallorca shelves for |
| chewing nuts and ogo pogo | eyes | sook them slow and watch |
| prominent nose and sharp grey | eyes | which absorb every detail miss |
| s a sang aboot bright | eyes | bit truth tae tell ere |
| the chair mister derek s | eyes | hold mine in the mirror |
| unicorn s horn john s | eyes | roved to the lofty height |
| donald duck comes quacking beak | eyes | feathers legs are rendered almost |
| adoringly six pear shaped amber | eyes | from the three small canine |
| to a t those soulful | eyes | just on the brink of |
| no no foam in the | eyes | darling f1112: [laugh] yeah yeah |
| suicide lady rolls jelly baby | eyes | lost property no takers waiting |
| a legitimate subject in thi | eyes | o dominies scots suldnae hae |
| amount to murder in the | eyes | of contemporaries the context of |
| be taken seriously in the | eyes | of foreigners the english especially |
| police horrendously difficult in the | eyes | of many people it would |
| does best windows rubbed cobwebbed | eyes | a sheep sat by a |
| re a sight fur sore | eyes | hen that sounds horrible daddy |
| mouse f1126: [tut] what colour | eyes | that dolly a mouse it |
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