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My sweetie looks sweet with pretty ruth,
Your radiant eyes add charm to your face,
Your hair spreading on your neck smooth,
Your light gait adds charm to your grace.
My tears could not tame your rusty mind,
May be a new lover sits in your heart,
Who rejects my love sitting you behind?
Most difficult to know your coquette art
Love attracts love, love not by pure hate
I choose you to love my choice is dreck,
I always hang on your dancing gait,
Makes on the heart a pretty black speck
My love is not love O faith less but I woo,
You cunningly my love does over throw.
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