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When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.
Bubbles was a very good dancer. Tremendous dancer. He was one of our leading dancers of the country at that time. And, of course, he didn't have much of a voice.
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| David Baldacci, Novelist (1960) |
| Bruce Barton, Author (1886) |
| Rick Derringer, Musician (1947) |
| Patrick Ewing, Athlete (1962) |
| Lorrie Fair, Athlete (1978) |
| Friedrich Engels, Philosopher (1895) |
| Josh Ryan Evans, Actor (2002) |
| Millicent Fawcett, Activist (1929) |
| Marilyn Monroe, Actress (1962) |


