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The verse you write tell me the truth,
Your tongue is sweet and conscious nice,
Your eyes add charm to your pretty ruth,
Your love clings my soul like a vile vice.
If you want to see me see in your eyes,
I see you daily in my mind O fair,
Moving on the roof and your early rise,
Time can’t kill our lovely love affair.
Your hair adds power to my fickle pen,
Your flashing eyes instigate me to write,
Nice words for your praise from nine to ten,
If you push me never fails my finger might.
If your love is true O Rose I am your verve,
So always my heart is ready you to serve.
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