My Dear,
My Dear,
Tell me you love me
And I'll right you a song
perfect in measure and tune
A song so perfect that it will make the doves sing
and even the most stubborn boy will buy a ring
Tell me you love me
And I'll write you a poem
Perfect in time and rhyme
A pome so perfect it will make the sunshine
and even turn grapes into wine
Tell me you love me
and I'll be yours forever
and no man shall ever hear a song or poem so clever
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