Lovey Lora
Can’t keep this blossoming joy
That has grown to burst almost
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Why was it after all?
Beheld that beauty
Nothing so important as equity
But imaging that physique
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So good and nice
Yet, environs!
Dreaming the vise of the vice
So red blindfolding environs
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why lie, lay it down open
two ways to go, hard to choose
too much energy needed uphill
and more care taken downhill
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she bangs her head and again
she has done it again and it has to remain
he stares to complain not, for there is no gain
she claimed double pay, he had no bargain
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More time and you won't believe it
in this search of a soul to love
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The charm betrayed his chastity
that he mistook cistern for sink
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