When Susanna Jones wears red her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown by the ages. Come with a blast of trumphets, Jesus! When Susanna Jones wears red A queen from some time-dead Egyptian night Walks once again. Blow trumphets, Jesus! And the beauty of Susanna Jones in red Burns in my heart a love-fire sharp like a pain. Sweet silver trumphets, Jesus!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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